Hoods. Days In Hades. Zeneszám

Ohh, because we've sinned, because we've sinned
Everyday it gets worse, gets worse, gets worse
Gets worse, gets worse, gets worse, gets worse
Stomach twists in fear with the thought to turn

Friend pulls a knife and starts to attack
I'd take their life, I get you back
Fight you fucking all, myself I'd kill
Hate this bastard life, enemy of this world

Search for relief, there's no place to hide
Tired of being oppressed, hope you all fucking die
Search for relief, there?s no place to hide
Tired of being oppressed, hope you all fucking die

Ohh, what we've sinned, what we've saved it for
Stomach twists in fear with the thought to turn

Days in hades, you all hope for the best
So much to give, too much of a test
I feel myself fold under the weight of this hell
Still hope for the best, I still hope for this world

Days in hades, we all hope for the best
So much to give, too much of a test
I feel myself fold under the weight of this hell
Still hope for the best, I still hope for this world

Search for relief, there's no place to hide
Tired of being oppressed, hope you all fucking die