Warhate

Warhate, caped in the shit from the wounds of the deadBelieving in what we're fedIt Can't be this wayBullshit gets soaked in everydayIn the minds of the weak and the eyes of the afraidWe all get buggered by disgraceTake Disgrace and fuck yourselfFuck yourself in the face with it or wherever it hurts mostThen maybe You'll see the truth that life is a war scenePainted by the fingers of the cowardice bastardsPaint these scenesUse the blood, shit and cum of the people that bug youRelieve all the stress and tension that owns youWhy not use the hand of a dead child's remainsYou couldn't be anymore shamedGoTired of the liesTired of the false accusations that are upheld by all the fucksWay up the chainDie coward scumThey won't take the blameWe know who is responsible for the shit we deal withNothing but false hope