Exhumed - Drop Dead lyrics

Twisted mind, twisted Face There's no rest, endless Race It's too late to save your Face From the twisted sons of Hate In your brain, the vein of Pain Causes you to twist your Face Velocity, accelerate Pressure builds, burning Strain Mirror skiing for the answer Your face a twisted Mess Speeding faster, never Slowing You know there's no rest Feel the Rush, urgency Methamphetamine, can't be Freed Feel your Heart beat faster, faster Never ending Thrust Feel your Skull begin to Crush Your Brain turns into Mush Crank it up, smell the Rage Locked within, Cage of d**h Can't slow down, no time to Rest No way to end this Chase Your twisted Face, your burning Nose You die a f**ing Disgrace Twisted Mind, Twisted Face There's no rest, endless Race It's too late to save your Face From the twisted Sons of Hate In your Brain, the Vein of Pain Causes you to twist your Face Velocity, Accelerate Pressure builds, burning Strain Mirror skiing for the Answer Your face a twisted Mess Speeding faster, never slowing You know there's no Rest Twisted Face Twisted Face Twisted Face