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Black Eyes and Bloody Knuckles
Pain is the name of the game
Will you sit down and play or just leave a stain?
A crimson signature and a splatter of gray
Matter, of course, is the utmost importance
It might behoove you to keep your distance
Singing in my head are the sad songs of the dead
So, walk this earth with a pocket of graveyard dirt
The deafening silence
Breaking the walls
To the fucking ground
Stand tall, face the penance
Of the fall
Without a fucking sound
Black eyes and bloody knuckles
We were left behind but don’t give a fuck
Hatred burns deep in the core
Oppressed, pissed off, and shit outta luck
Face down with your face on the floor
Kick me again and see if I give a shit
Black eyes and bloody knuckles
Rise in the wave as the king of the pit
I’m the fix and X on the map
Shut your fucking face or I’ll shut your trap
Bring the lights up, let the cameras roll, it’s a wrap
We are more than statistics in this fucked up place
Leather and chains wrapped with bondage of lace
I stand with the crowds reveling in nightmare sound
The pulsing beat of ten thousand stomping feet
Now raise your devil horns
Break down their walls
To the battle ground
Of metal music and terror porn
We won’t fall
Without a fucking sound
Black eyes and bloody knuckles
We were left behind but don’t give a fuck
Hatred burns deep in the core
Oppressed, pissed off, and shit outta luck
Face down with your face on the floor
Kick me again and see if I give a shit
Black eyes and bloody knuckles
Rise in the wave as the king of the pit
Come face to face with a massive culling
When this faceless world issues callings
Punch and kick until no one stands
"Back the fuck up, this is your last warning!"
We live a life of half existence
Surrounded by shadows but we are on our feet
Drowning the voices overbearing
We push on until they are obsolete
And them come face to face with the magnum
We will not exist just as phantoms
Fighting back until no one stands
"Step the fuck up, this is our anthem!"
Black eyes and bloody knuckles
We were left behind but don’t give a fuck
Hatred burns deep in the core
Oppressed, pissed off, and shit outta luck
Face down with your face on the floor
Kick me again and see if I give a shit
Black eyes and bloody knuckles
Rise in the wave as the king of the pit
(c) 2015 Frank Green
Will you sit down and play or just leave a stain?
A crimson signature and a splatter of gray
Matter, of course, is the utmost importance
It might behoove you to keep your distance
Singing in my head are the sad songs of the dead
So, walk this earth with a pocket of graveyard dirt
The deafening silence
Breaking the walls
To the fucking ground
Stand tall, face the penance
Of the fall
Without a fucking sound
Black eyes and bloody knuckles
We were left behind but don’t give a fuck
Hatred burns deep in the core
Oppressed, pissed off, and shit outta luck
Face down with your face on the floor
Kick me again and see if I give a shit
Black eyes and bloody knuckles
Rise in the wave as the king of the pit
I’m the fix and X on the map
Shut your fucking face or I’ll shut your trap
Bring the lights up, let the cameras roll, it’s a wrap
We are more than statistics in this fucked up place
Leather and chains wrapped with bondage of lace
I stand with the crowds reveling in nightmare sound
The pulsing beat of ten thousand stomping feet
Now raise your devil horns
Break down their walls
To the battle ground
Of metal music and terror porn
We won’t fall
Without a fucking sound
Black eyes and bloody knuckles
We were left behind but don’t give a fuck
Hatred burns deep in the core
Oppressed, pissed off, and shit outta luck
Face down with your face on the floor
Kick me again and see if I give a shit
Black eyes and bloody knuckles
Rise in the wave as the king of the pit
Come face to face with a massive culling
When this faceless world issues callings
Punch and kick until no one stands
"Back the fuck up, this is your last warning!"
We live a life of half existence
Surrounded by shadows but we are on our feet
Drowning the voices overbearing
We push on until they are obsolete
And them come face to face with the magnum
We will not exist just as phantoms
Fighting back until no one stands
"Step the fuck up, this is our anthem!"
Black eyes and bloody knuckles
We were left behind but don’t give a fuck
Hatred burns deep in the core
Oppressed, pissed off, and shit outta luck
Face down with your face on the floor
Kick me again and see if I give a shit
Black eyes and bloody knuckles
Rise in the wave as the king of the pit
(c) 2015 Frank Green
Published 9th Apr 2015
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