Acid drinkers - Ziomas

Armour you ass time is right to fight

Slam your lips, talkin' is a bad habit.

We learned to take before we learned to give

But we can see evil even though we're blind.

My fat heart begs for fresh blood

Space between skull and brain is growin'

I'm gettin' lost without hope,

I don't like my present at all.

Ground is bursting under my feet

How daya feel, how daya feel ?

Sky is fallin' on my head

How daya feel, how daya feel ?

[Chorus:] Infinite terror