Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Punisher, artist - Crimson Slaughter. Date of issue: 26.06.2016
Song language: English
Punisher |
| The bullets are flying from my ruthless gun |
| Tearing to shreds under a boiling sun |
| The crushed heads spit their smashed brains |
| When my baseball bat leave their skulls drained |
| Hungry for blood, I savor the night |
| Seeking new victims to be satisfied |
| The city scum will taste my law-bringer steel |
| I will punish their sins, I’m prepared to kill |
| Caught inside my war |
| You cannot hide or run |
| Face your final fate |
| Soon you will feed the worms |
| Fear my name |
| I’m Punisher |
| Born of hate |
| When I’m spitting death from my shotgun twelve gauge |
| The shrapnel embeds in your shattered face |
| My relentless knife will cut your throat |
| I’m gonna strangle you using a fucking rope |
| Nobody knows what’s happening |
| When I’m delivering chaos with my M-16 |
| I will never rest until I hunt my prey |
| I’m gonna shove your nose across your fucking brain |
| Down the war I’ve born |
| The streets will spit your bones |
| Taste the touch of steel |
| Despair will be your home |
| Hidden between shadows |
| Stalking criminals in dark |
| Patiently awaiting to |
| Unleash my deadly wrath |
| Young blood is spilled |
| As girls' cries rend the night |
| Desperate echoes running through |
| A stabbed 'til death spine |
| Crouched beside the body |
| I hear her last breath of life |
| Death of innocence brought tears |
| To her shine-less eyes |
| Now my gun claims blood |
| That inside my pocket burns |
| The bastard now must die |
| And the manhunt has begun |
| My butcher knife is the last you’ll see |
| When I’m be cutting your body, limb from limb |
| I’ll correct the errors of the corrupted law |
| Justice was bribed, now judges my saw |
| If you’re a victim of a heinous crime |
| And justice your revenge has not satisfied |
| Just pray for your soul when night rises dark |
| And leave the dirty job in my hands |
| Here in my own front |
| There will be no remorse |
| No more shades of grey |
| No right or wrong, just blood |