Текст песни WorldWar - The Grind

Оригинальный текст песни The Grind

I'm sorry mama
I never meant to hurt you
I never meant to make you cry
But tonight we're playing heavy metal

I'll f***** die for this s***
The blood sweat and tears every second of it
The stage and lights are all I see
There’s not another f***** life for me

The stage the alter
Our blood the wine
Loosen the shackles
It’s our f****** time

Product of absence
Lucky for myself I’m not in the casket yet
Still patiently grinding my hatchet
Til you got a bone to pick
Come get it
If this is a waste of life then watch me f****** waste away
I really live for this s***

The blood I leave on this stage is sacred
A sacrifice to the gods of the grind
Every scream is a call to the masses
Souls etched, we are bound by the sound
The pain it drips from our lips like bile
We are bound by the rhythm of fate
We speak in scars and sicknesses
A million voices on a never ending page of pain

We’ve spent years pulling hate from inside
The sickness, the rage, the pain in our lives
The spark inside that drives us every day
No one’s gonna f***** stand in our way

Chained to the weight of your worthless existence
Rot in your filth
Parasitic persistence
I see your soul through the cracks in your teeth
Death is the only promise to keep

Blood from my knuckles mix with the ink
Decade of pain what the f*** do you think?
This is the hill I’ll be buried on
If I’m a little too weak to carry on then carry on
Without me
Spit in the face of anyone who would ever doubt me
I’m balls deep with the gang
F*** you if you can’t hang

We’re here to f***** tear through the game
F*** you if you can’t hang
We’re here to f***** tear through the game
F*** you if you can’t hang
Where here to f***** tear through the game
F*** you if you can’t hang