Tekst:
2 Ton Predator Demon Dealer

the bonebrigade The pleague of our time Bleed with the bonebrigade The pleague of our time Flickering candles Casting light over BLOOD-STAINED hands Feeding the demons

Sometime around midnight The same feelings the same fight The struggle within grows strong Will I ignite or will I run Standing in flames with fire

could hold me back I`m commin down with a pipe the size of a bat With a cold steel shovel pounding into your chest The demons take your life as I

I?ve been down every bottle And I?ve been doing it for years So it seemes I can?t break this stone So pour me another shot and leave me alone Everyday

Dead inside ,an empty shell A hollowed mind ,a trapdoor to hell Brokenhearted ,trembling in despair The last caress burns in the flesh SLOWLY SLAUGHTERED