Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Fukk Your Life , by - Siberian Meat Grinder. Song from the album Siberian Meat Grinder, in the genre Release date: 03.08.2015
Record label: Rebel Sound
Song language: English
Fukk Your Life |
| Back on track, raising the flag |
| Meat Grinder storm troopers are out to wreck |
| Get smacked, you’re whack, spit in your face |
| Trendy-ass loser, you’re a total disgrace |
| Wrong place, wrong time, hippie-ass freaks |
| Hipster holocaust, you’ll get a fix |
| Bearded chicks, Lookbooks, trendy tattoos |
| I’m calling the circus: freaks on the loose |
| Fuck what you’ve heard, fuck what you know |
| Can’t hear you choke on my hate, set it straight, fuck your life |
| Don’t say a word, Answer is «No!» |
| Can’t hear you, already late, face your fate. |
| Fuck your life |
| No enemy of metal will escape the forest court |
| We are the solution, The Last Resort |
| We met a stupid scenester he tried to run away |
| I burned him at a stake, just to pass the time of day |
| We are never backing down and we are never looking back |
| Fuck you, pay me, pass me the check |
| I’m the all-city Tsar, while you’re nothing but a toy |
| Bomb the steel, thrash hard, tour and skate & destroy |
| Flawless, gruesome, chainsaw — automatic |
| Lonesome, want some? |
| Dark priests — enigmatic |
| Animated corpses, starting metamorphosis |
| Scalps of Satan’s bastards, lost prophecies |
| Listen to the words of your pastor |
| Master of flesh, ritualistic dances |
| Impossible to grasp it. |
| «There they are — Blast’em!» |
| Blasphemy! |
| Clash of the fiends, crucify, blood-let, rinse, repeat |
| Army that knows no defeat |
| Spit the hate in your face, exacerbate |
| «Illbleed», bait the untainted breed |
| Creed of the greedy, trace of the unspeakable |
| I put a human brain in a bag of Trick or Treats |
| Lift the rack, shatter bones, crucify my enemies |
| Crimson dominion, child of the Reptilian race |
| Reveals its true face |