And metalshoed sandals on them
Blood, blood all around.
Remains flying through the air.
Destruction, doom and vanity.
There’s a lot of us, like in swarm of flies.
The plague stroke was just a joke.
We’ll smash all down to the earth.
Everybody shall fall on their knees before the
Take a bow and feel sorry for your sins!
Learn how to bike and you’ll be pardoned.
Only through bike you’ll save your soul.
Bike is your future
Bike is your past
Bike is your presence.
Bike is your only chance.
released July 7, 2007
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LegeyedKiller - Drums
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