The Hate Syndicate Testo

I'll make you taste the juice of violence
Blood running free warm at your check
Don't cry, you fucking piece of shit!
I could hate you just for this!

River like scenery, blood flowing free
Injectionary pain solution
Death comes with me

Serving you delights of man
You won't feel a thing
Taste the juice of heroin
When you take me in

Crumbling into the corner
Makes me but stronger
What the fuck do you want?
Are you prepared to die?

I bolt your head and hands to the wall
Make your bone fraction tear apart

I give you the kiss of death
And let the chains of fear set free
Walk my friend to the land fools
Where you are but once in a thousand