Tekstovi: Wrath Of Vesuvius (The). Other. Kill The Disaster.

Kill!
Off with his head, and into the fire. Fuck my sympathy this is vengence.

My words from my lips shall remain carved in his chest.
In blood, I'll make it clear, don't fuck with me!!

This shit is ours!
This shit is fucking ours!

A number of ten against two is what you chose to do.
We choose to fight till blood, and your face in this mud!

Revenge is so sweet. Come back and find your demise.
Now I hide behind corners dreaming to see you bleed.
I'll torture you, I'll make you scream. Let you see my grin.
I won't feel your fear while you're held against the wall.
I'll see your nails peel!

RESPECT WILL BE EARNED!!!

The thing that kept you warm and protected will be held in front of your eyes.

Fuck sympathy this shit is ours


(Thanks to Joseph for these lyrics)