Burn Them All - Metal Inquisitor

Wheels around me, awaken from the phone

A voice, deathly, hurts me to the bone

A force of darkness, led by demons hands

The head, the chief, end of dreamlands

I want to listen to some sirens in the night

I’m going to prepare me, soul becomes a light

Trashing members of my past — reflecting shadows of the last

In the night, needle bight

Right, in front, the bastards coming down

Number, plate, the pest is my town

Stiff, fat, an ignorant stupid mob

Smug, people, the slit swims on top

I want to listen to some sirens in the night

I’m going to prepare me, soul becomes a light

Trashing members of my past — reflecting shadows of the last

In the night, needle bight

Wheels around me, awaken from the phone

A voice, deathly, hurts me to the bone

A force of darkness, led by demons hands

The head, the chief, end of dreamlands

I want to listen to some sirens in the night

I’m going to prepare me, soul becomes a light

Trashing members of my past — reflecting shadows of the last

In the night, needle bight