P.U.S.

Die

P.U.S.


Your blood drain 
By the blade of my sword 
Your ripped flesh 
That doesn't serve 

Grind your heart 
And drink your dirty blood 
Now i'm happy 
'coz got off a bastard 
of the world 

die, die, die 
bastard, asshole 
burn in the fire of hell 
you have no more 
salvation... 

now that you are dead 
rot, son of a bitch 
that the jackals 
eat your rests 
'coz it's the end 
of my fight...