Interpret:

Kreator

Album:

Pleasure To Kill

Greedy for


blood paralyzed by power
decision to die tales of terror
deep in the corner
passion to kill
corpse on the ground mind starts to chill


a man lies in the corner covered with blood
bloody wounds on his body praying for his god
people pass him by but they say why should we
care about him he will die today


riot of violence


find your own way you must go alone
kill all next to you they want the throne
the infectious disease the only life
you're scared to death die by the knife


brutality and mighty wars warriors start to fight
with bombs and guns the troops have come to
extinguish the light
i'd rather not go wild tonight but i must save myself


on a field littered with corpses was a lonely flower
it reminds the world how it was
but we kicked it away with power