The Beating Songtext

Shake the tree, hands held high, blood and piss run down your thighs
Hand to hand, not suicide, blood assault here ain't no crime
The beating is here
Assassinate, cut-throat grin, melee life, I focus in

The beating is clear
No one can heal you

Strangulate, boa constrict, kind of violence makes me tick
Sprung the trap, no one turns back, fight for life, facing the strike
The beating is here
Desperate measure, Wehrmacht hit, dragon's tail, Spartan's grip

The beating is clear
And no one can heal you

The beating is clear
The beating is clear
The beating is here
No one can heal you
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