Running Wild - Running Blood Lyrics
You rule the world, but we don't care.You don't impress whatever you dare.We hate violence, enough of you lies.Flame to our anger, you pay the price.Your fate is scaled without a doubt.Verdict guilty, no way out.Trick out treat is what they play.The hand of doom will have its way.Roaring thunderThe hearts of men your man your five-star meal.Roaring thunderyou wrecked the car, so hands of the wheel.You pollute the world, with your snaketalk tongue.We'll never give up, until you're gone.You squeeze us out, you rape the earth.Pour recklessness, there's nothing worth.Your fate is scaled without a doubt.Verdict guilty, no way out.Trick out treat is what they playThe hand of doom will have its wayRoaring thunderThe hearts of men your man your five-star mealRoaring thunderyou wrecked the car, so hands of the wheelPredaciousness, to fill up your lair,We know the truth, tho' you're not awareA darkened power grabs your throatNo time for mercy, 'cause you've sunk the boatYour fate is scaled without a doubtVerdict guilty, no way outTrick out treat is what they playThe hand of doom will have its wayRoaring thunderThe hearts of men your man your five-star mealRoaring thunderyou wrecked the car, so hands of the wheel
