Hallo zusammen, hier ist mal wieder Anatholecs mit einem neuen schwergewichtigen Songtext! Ich hoffe, ihr habt eure Knieschoner dabei, denn der Brutalo Biestinator fasst keinen mit Samthandschuhen an! Helm auf, gut festhalten, und los geht's! ───────────── ♬ ♩ ♪ ♩ ───────────── Not Afraid Here on my throne, sits a pretender (Traitorous! Not one of us!) Hope in their hearts, the dawn in their eyes (All lies! Foul lies!) Left on my own, no I won't surrender (Why am I suffering?) Life won't play fair, why should I? Fury's fists and dirty razors Fireballs and a hangman's noose Crucified, I am the thorn in your side Now cry as I dig in my hooks Why should I buy the lies? Compromise for what is rightfully mine? On your knees, kiss the ring 'Cause I am your king Tonight is the night A blood moon is risin' One spire left to climb My pride's on the line, yeah The fire 'neath the ice The light that defines us No price is too high I'm not 'fraid of dying (Not afraid! Not afraid!) (No, I'm not afraid! NO!) Hammerlock, cloverleaf Crush the calf, spear, senton, and sweep Flying avalanche, guillotine Cobra clutch, hold, put 'em to sleep Diving body drop, giant swing Shoulder block, stomp, double the knee Corner catapult, shatter machine Suicide dive outta the ring. Pin 'em You're going DOWN! From dreams of dark, reborn, I awaken (I'm alive! On fire!) On failures past, I lie here and muse (From the end! Rise again!) Torn from my grasp, everything taken (Empty heart! Empty hands!) Now what have I left to lose? Antitype, abomination Anathema, yeah, torn in two Cast aside, time to meet my maker Testify what I think of Her rules Light the match, feed the flame Turn the torch on those who'd spit on my name Bite down! Shut the **** up! I'm going insane. I've tried all my life To break from this cycle With one sacrifice I'll conquer my rivals Tonight is the night Put all this behind us Won't run from the fight I'm not 'fraid of dying (Not afraid! Not afraid!) (No, I'm not afraid! NO!) Hammerlock, cloverleaf Crush the calf, spear, senton, and sweep Flying avalanche, guillotine Cobra clutch, hold, put 'em to sleep Diving body drop, giant swing Shoulder block, stomp, double the knee Corner catapult, shatter machine Suicide dive outta the ring. Pin 'em You're going DOWN! ───────────── ♩ ♪ ♩ ♬ ───────────── In diesem Text scheint ein großes Maß an Verbitterung mitzuschwingen. Ich muss gestehen, das Gefühl kenne ich nur zu gut ... (Wie konnte ich denn bitte schön versteinert werden?! ICH STAND DOCH RICHTIG ...!!!) Ich empfehle allerdings, eurem Ärger nicht im Brutalo Biestinator-Stil Luft zu machen, denn die Reparaturen könnten teuer werden. Mit unserem nächsten Songtext schwingen wir uns in die Lüfte auf! Bis dann, Anatholecs - Community-Team Weiterlesen...
