Trip of Death

by Thrashless

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released September 14, 2013

Recorded and mixed at Roundsound Studios

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Track Name: Mental Slaughter
If there is God, cursed may he be
For gifting me with insanity
Where's the devil? I sold my soul to him

Mental slaughter,
Chains of hate
Mental slaughter,
Chains of hate

Hatred unleashed upon the world
Inside my anger burns
There is no return

Death we can not reverse
Cold without remorse
We suffer our loss

If there are angels, I hope to see them burn
The flames would light up the darkness in my world
Cremated hopes, dreams turned to ash
Swept away by winds of suffering

Hatred unleashed upon the world
Inside my anger burns
There is no return

Death we can not reverse
Cold without remorse
We suffer our loss

Just a little bit fucked up
I've got voices in my head
They say I'm slightly disturbed
'Cause I talk to the dead

Mental slaughter
Chains of hate
Mental slaughter
Endless chains of hate
Track Name: Vodka Attack
Work, anger and hate,
Everything falls apart
You drag your ass to the bar
Where it all starts

Shadows in front of your eyes,
You just start to drool
But soon the shadows will fade
And to hell the road will take

Vodka attack – evil in glass
Vodka attack – poison your veins

Liters on table, thirsty and true
The pressure is on as we drink even more
You and the devils and a foamy brew
Speaking pure shit is all I hear from you

Vodka attack – evil in glass
Vodka attack – poison your veins
Vodka attack – life is pain
Vodka attack – pleasure to nerves

Morning has arrived and your head explodes
You see the devils dance
You remember last night, and smile with disgust
Hopelessness is what you feel

Another day with hate seeping out
You can feel it coming again
Run to the small room, and hug the filthy toilet
Giving yesterday back to the world

Now pouring down litre after litre
In your mind a devilish plan
How could you screw this bitch called life
Without making it worse

Three hundred sixty five days
We are always drunk
We're waiting for new pleasure
In the name of this evil attack

Vodka attack – evil in glass
Vodka attack – poison your veins
Vodka attack – life is pain
Vodka attack!