Tekster:
Suicide Commando Mind Strip

blood in face pain causing fear blood, entrails dead, scaring real the blood on your face disgrace wrong time, wrong place a gun to your head bloodshed

You are condemned, I've put a spell on you! The smell of death, has got all over you! Like a disease, I will control your mind! Get on your knees. You

me love breeds suicide love kills me inside just want to know is there a reason for living just want to go back where we came from, I'm begging you love breeds suicide

drink of my blood eat my sacred flesh kneel for my god nailed onto the cross slave religion slave of your believe slave submission died for your believe

no escape face to the ground locked in cages body count no way out nerve gas chamber mortal ground suffocation run mass confusion run and hide mass