| Song | Ziomas |
| Artist | Acid Drinkers |
| Album | Dirty money, dirty tricks |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Armour you ass time is right to fight | |
| Slam your lips, talkin' is a bad habit. | |
| We learned to take before we learned to give | |
| But we can see evil even though we're blind. | |
| My fat heart begs for fresh blood | |
| Space between skull and brain is growin' | |
| I'm gettin' lost without hope, | |
| I don't like my present at all. | |
| Ground is bursting under my feet | |
| How daya feel, how daya feel ? | |
| Sky is fallin' on my head | |
| How daya feel, how daya feel ? [Chorus:]</i> | |
| Infinite terror |