Song | Pitbull Grin |
Artist | Broken Hope |
Album | Repulsive Conception |
作词 : Glass, Stanek, Wagner | |
A beast spawned from a deadly lineage | |
Maiming impulses descend | |
Instilling urges to mutilate | |
Tiny brain only programs rage | |
Horrendous jaws bite down on your wetting crotch | |
Unrestrained chompers bite clean to the bone | |
Lips curl back to reveal a pitbull grin | |
You run to escape the impending slaughtercide | |
Unfortunately you won't get far at all | |
Brutish jaws locking down, never let go | |
With a rabid instinct it viciously shakes you apart | |
Fierce teeth flash as it furiously growls | |
Soon you will feel the agony of its piercing jowls | |
Easily it rips out your soft, fleshy throat | |
It bites your naked face and goes berserk | |
Bones break friend is a canine nightmare | |
Blood lust is the nature of this beast | |
It only knows its own intercine ways | |
Torn and biting like a human chew-toy | |
Lips quivering, curling back, revealing a pitbull grin | |
It relentlessly pounces with inhuman aggression | |
Tooth and nail gouge making you a masticated mess | |
The dog backs away as you lay and die | |
It can now take its time to play | |
Your terminal distress is the pitbull's amusement | |
It possess a very sick sense of humor | |
But before you endure any more pain at the teeth of the animal | |
Your luck comes in as your bloodless heart stops | |
Your punctured eyes take in one last fanging sight | |
The threatening attack of a snarling, toothy muzzle | |
As lips curl back revealing a pitbull grin | |
You run to escape the impending slaughtercide | |
Unfortunately you won't get far at all | |
Brutish jaws lock down, never let go | |
As lips curl back revealing a pitbull grin |
zuò cí : Glass, Stanek, Wagner | |
A beast spawned from a deadly lineage | |
Maiming impulses descend | |
Instilling urges to mutilate | |
Tiny brain only programs rage | |
Horrendous jaws bite down on your wetting crotch | |
Unrestrained chompers bite clean to the bone | |
Lips curl back to reveal a pitbull grin | |
You run to escape the impending slaughtercide | |
Unfortunately you won' t get far at all | |
Brutish jaws locking down, never let go | |
With a rabid instinct it viciously shakes you apart | |
Fierce teeth flash as it furiously growls | |
Soon you will feel the agony of its piercing jowls | |
Easily it rips out your soft, fleshy throat | |
It bites your naked face and goes berserk | |
Bones break friend is a canine nightmare | |
Blood lust is the nature of this beast | |
It only knows its own intercine ways | |
Torn and biting like a human chewtoy | |
Lips quivering, curling back, revealing a pitbull grin | |
It relentlessly pounces with inhuman aggression | |
Tooth and nail gouge making you a masticated mess | |
The dog backs away as you lay and die | |
It can now take its time to play | |
Your terminal distress is the pitbull' s amusement | |
It possess a very sick sense of humor | |
But before you endure any more pain at the teeth of the animal | |
Your luck comes in as your bloodless heart stops | |
Your punctured eyes take in one last fanging sight | |
The threatening attack of a snarling, toothy muzzle | |
As lips curl back revealing a pitbull grin | |
You run to escape the impending slaughtercide | |
Unfortunately you won' t get far at all | |
Brutish jaws lock down, never let go | |
As lips curl back revealing a pitbull grin |