Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Deathrace, artist - DeadLock. Album song Manifesto, in the genre
Date of issue: 13.11.2008
Record label: Lifeforce
Song language: English
Deathrace |
Driving a truck was always my dream |
King of the road letting off steam |
Follow me while i check the truckload |
Call me the master of life and death |
Join the deathrace — come on |
Hear their excited groaning which turns to painful screams |
When i start my powerful engine |
I am the king of the road |
With my moribund load |
Their tourment, pain and fear |
Makes me drive in top gear |
Where is the fucking difference between a living load and normal cargo |
Arriving on schedule means getting paid punctually |
Don`t blame me for being one of the first parts of mankinds insane catering |
monstrosity |
I just laugh about these pseudo guardian angels that think they could change |
our world |
If they could what should they pray for? |
Dying in my truck on the road or in the abbatoir |
The ones condemned to death have not a single chance to win this race |
Cattle crossing! |
keep silent! |
Man fated to be tyrant! |
No mercy, no barrier |
Express cattle carrier |
Look at the peak of evolution the food chain leader |
Looking like the freight that he’s chauffeuring to eat up |
Ain’t that some wack shit rolling to the shambles |
Acting as a cab bitch slaying loads of animals |
Imagine yall was cannibals & mankind the cattle dude |
Locked up in a box small enough to get in rampage mood |
I fucking disagree with the price & fee |
That these beings have got to pay so we can feast & fucking eat |
I’m one with all fauna the animal persona |
Raw & distinctive the beast master warned yall |
Keep roughhousing & I will be the karma |
For acting too supreme make me have to armour up |
Testing chemicals & genocide to foreign species |
Acts of our society so sick son believe me |
We got to keep it real how the fuck would it feel |
Locked all yaw life behind rolling bars of steel |
Heres a story about this man in a slaughter house |
Took me on tour and showed me all his whereabouts |
And in my lurking doubts |
He starts to light a cigarette and starts drinking on a guinness stout |
You greenpeace fools we handle your food |
And if you like fast food |
Heres some examples for you |
Livestock cows in dead, destroyed milk they use burger king meat |
What they feed to the streets, no time to negotiate |
Blood fills there death, when there alive when they breathe they lungs aspirate |
You like veal, this will spoil your meal |
The baby confined to no light and food and that’s real |
Respect for islam for eating no swine, heres some waist pits we use to feed |
them there time to time |
He expressed no pain for 4 weeks pain a cut in the juggler-vain is something o |
can’t explain |