burning hate death fuck  wrap your legs around this    lead pipes go through skulls    in beams of red  if life was a bit of what it should be  I'd be your one true son    preach religion individualistic needs  drop kicks bad bits done    beatings and killings all that are willing  crossing the lines... deaths true calling    nothing to say to you, nothing for you, yeah you    fits of anger, fits of rage burning inside me  life estranged, through disdain, burning inside me  fits of anger, fits of rage burning inside me    burning hate death fuck    in beams of red i paint the walls of all atrocities  bloodlust, bloodkill, calling    fits of anger, fits of rage burning inside me  life estranged, through disdain, burning inside me  fits of anger, fits of rage burning inside me    these lyrics are submitted by burkul