Wicked Assault
Milo Galaczy Svensson, Harry Björck
If I had a weapon
This would sure go faster
But without it's more fun
Fuck your gun!
My rings made of steel
Crushes your skull
My metal goes through your skull
Your flesh!
Im fucking ferocious
Don't underestimate my anger
Don't run away, time has come
A morbid death has come your way
The only way
To feel relieved
Is when I watch you die
Die slowly from my fists