Lyrics Virgin Snatch

Virgin Snatch

Bred To Kill

Emotional injury

There is a disease in the heart of man

You cannot change the way you feel

Highs of human emotion

No way to end that misery

Your Disease... is: human being

It's symptom is - feel:

HATE, ANGER, RAGE & WAR

What Do You Feel?

What Do You Need To Kill?

ALL THOSE THINGS THAT MIGHT

TEMPT US TO FEEL ALMIGHTY

Look At Yourself

Your warships arrive for drill

Spread You dreams on me

Dreams of immorality

High authority

Satisfies your greed

Hatred - all you feel

Bred To Kill

Trying To get

Under Your Skin

To sense how an offender

How an enemy thinks

I come to take you down.

I come to take you down.

Pump the blood on the ground

LOST ARE THOSE WHO TRUST YOU!

Look At Yourself

Your warships arrive for drill

Spread Your dreams on me

Dreams of immorality

High authority

Satisfies your greed

Hatred - all you feel

Bred To Kill

We come to take you down.

We come to take you down.

LOST ARE THOSE WHO TRUST YOU!