Born Dead from Lifeless by Lifeless
Tracklist
| 12. | Born Dead | 4:55 |
Lyrics
crept from the dirt, battered and old
not everything that shines has always been gold
a faceless terror, no sign of tomorrow
beg on your knees in this time of sorrow
a demon, a lord. risen from the grave
black magic, witchery, your mind he'll enslave
confront this evil is something you will dread
hail to me, for i am, born dead
bruised ribs knuckle down, im gonna wreck this fucking town
left for dead in a previous life, come back round i'll own tonight
children, a wife. banked up with greed
seven ply canadian steed is all i'll ever need
shot out bearings, bent up trucks
a head full of haze and a mind full of fuck
sourcery of a different kind
brainwashed youths, ruined minds
do my bidding, be my rats
hail to the lord of mesh caps
flannel shirt, cut off demin
eyes of red from smoking resin
hesh law is how we roll
not down with that? smoke my pole
drop in, act a dick
gonna smash a fast trick
blunt to fakie, hardflip disaster
bow to the one, the concrete master
born dead
