Serve the grave,
Serve the grave,
Serve the grave.
You've fooled me the last time.
With stupid power trip
I'll neither be the victim,
Nor be the innocent.
They'll have you hanging from ropes
In a tight noose.
They'll have you worshiping whores
In their books.
Que caro, living a lie.
Que caro, waiting to die.
This cannot be anymore;
You better worship the whore,
You better worship the whore.
Because in the end we take one space,
Serve the grave.
And in the end we're just one race,
Serve the grave.
Not your salvation, not your slave,
Serve the grave.
Hello, we meet again.
I will not poison my veins with your drug,
I will not bow to the king for your love.
Suck, spit, breath in,
I hope you're ready for more.
No hay mas, breathe out,
You better worship the whore,
You better worship the whore.
Cause in the end we take one space,
Serve the grave.
And in the end we're just once race,
Serve the grave.
Not for your salvation, not your slave,
Serve the grave.
Serve the grave,
Serve the grave,
The grave.
You better worship the whore.
Cause in the end we take one space,
Serve the grave.
And in the end we're just one race,
Serve the grave.
Not your salvation, not your slave.
I am not your slave.
Not your slave
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