Tekster: Soil. Throttle Junkies. Shining Man.

Bloody hands mark where I've been
And my eyes could tell the stories
The fools that march beyond my grasp
Shame shame they oughta know better
A shining man I've never been
And the cloud around me knows better
Can't rhyme the reason
I've got the feeling once again
to kill again
I'm on my way
To kill aain
I've got the need to kill again

Sympathy isn't cheap
And no reason makes it bitter
The lines I hate dissipate
Form a crime against me you better
A shining man I've never been
And the cloud around me knows better
Can't face my opinion

I've got the feeling once again
To kill again
I'm on my way
To kill again
I've got the need to kill again

Seething the bleeding
Planting lifeless seeds of myself
Never a shining man never was never am

Never rising always falling
Planting all the seeds of myself
Never a shining man never was never am