Lyrics:
S O D Stormtroopers Of Death

It's just another Saturday Hanging out at DBA All I came for was whisky and a bunch of pints I have a drink or two or three And I feel like I'm on TV '

hand of doom I built a wall around myself From a world that's on the brink There's a problem with my armor 'Cause there's just too many chinks Cyanide

to live together well understand, communicate, we're practically the same different style models of the basic human frame. when done and said it's in

ass Sorry guys I can't make it Maybe next time, think I'll pass Don't make her mad, don't make her sad A fate for you that's worse than death you're a

It's time to hear what's really fast to hear the first to do the blast so many try but can't keep up they're just too slow to make the cut it's padding

yo! g! phat! dope! tongue... kid! son! muthafukkaaa!

assholes and opinions, everyone's a saint I say don't discriminate let's increase the hate manipulating governments, the t. V. is their tool God is saying

Frankenstein and his Horse Frankenstein and his Horse He'll sell you an amp He'll let you in his house Frankenstein and his Horse

in a cold lake Reed St. Mark went to Mega Therion and remains there 'till this day Tom Warrior is waiting for the emperor's return Martin Ain's trapped