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Overkill - Overkill


Riding the wind on a stormy night 

Rides a mother's son to take your life. 

They say he died ten years ago 

But the list of victims seems to grow. 

Like father like son the Bible read 

Three sixes brand the top of his head 

Never heard, seen then too late, 

Overkill, seals your fate!!! 


Driven by the host of hell 

Wicked smile cross, the showing skull. 

The victim dies no fucking loss 

Overkill, buries the cross 

That scarlet sin the soul is weary 

Genre et morte, mal vivire 

The fallen angel open the cell, 

Overkill's victim enters Hell! 


Who can tell me who I am 

Am I Overkill each death a sin. 

Questions linger as I walk the path 

I am Overkill, the Devil's wrath! 


So when you walk alone, in the night 

And your bones are chilled, skin so tight! 

Beware the sound of a galloping horse 

Overkill has another corpse... 


Ride high, ride tall 

Overkill will never fall 

Full moon, sharp sword 

Satan is your Lord 

Midnight, dark sky 

Overkill will never die 

Blood bath, die fast 

Overkill the Devil's wrath!!!