| Song | Pitbull Grin |
| Artist | Broken Hope |
| Album | Repulsive Conception |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Glass, Stanek, Wagner | |
| A beast spawned from a deadly lineage | |
| Maiming impulses descend | |
| Instilling urges to mutilate | |
| Tiny brain only programs rage | |
| Horrendous jaws bite down on your wetting crotch | |
| Unrestrained chompers bite clean to the bone | |
| Lips curl back to reveal a pitbull grin | |
| You run to escape the impending slaughtercide | |
| Unfortunately you won't get far at all | |
| Brutish jaws locking down, never let go | |
| With a rabid instinct it viciously shakes you apart | |
| Fierce teeth flash as it furiously growls | |
| Soon you will feel the agony of its piercing jowls | |
| Easily it rips out your soft, fleshy throat | |
| It bites your naked face and goes berserk | |
| Bones break friend is a canine nightmare | |
| Blood lust is the nature of this beast | |
| It only knows its own intercine ways | |
| Torn and biting like a human chew-toy | |
| Lips quivering, curling back, revealing a pitbull grin | |
| It relentlessly pounces with inhuman aggression | |
| Tooth and nail gouge making you a masticated mess | |
| The dog backs away as you lay and die | |
| It can now take its time to play | |
| Your terminal distress is the pitbull's amusement | |
| It possess a very sick sense of humor | |
| But before you endure any more pain at the teeth of the animal | |
| Your luck comes in as your bloodless heart stops | |
| Your punctured eyes take in one last fanging sight | |
| The threatening attack of a snarling, toothy muzzle | |
| As lips curl back revealing a pitbull grin | |
| You run to escape the impending slaughtercide | |
| Unfortunately you won't get far at all | |
| Brutish jaws lock down, never let go | |
| As lips curl back revealing a pitbull grin |
| zuo ci : Glass, Stanek, Wagner | |
| A beast spawned from a deadly lineage | |
| Maiming impulses descend | |
| Instilling urges to mutilate | |
| Tiny brain only programs rage | |
| Horrendous jaws bite down on your wetting crotch | |
| Unrestrained chompers bite clean to the bone | |
| Lips curl back to reveal a pitbull grin | |
| You run to escape the impending slaughtercide | |
| Unfortunately you won' t get far at all | |
| Brutish jaws locking down, never let go | |
| With a rabid instinct it viciously shakes you apart | |
| Fierce teeth flash as it furiously growls | |
| Soon you will feel the agony of its piercing jowls | |
| Easily it rips out your soft, fleshy throat | |
| It bites your naked face and goes berserk | |
| Bones break friend is a canine nightmare | |
| Blood lust is the nature of this beast | |
| It only knows its own intercine ways | |
| Torn and biting like a human chewtoy | |
| Lips quivering, curling back, revealing a pitbull grin | |
| It relentlessly pounces with inhuman aggression | |
| Tooth and nail gouge making you a masticated mess | |
| The dog backs away as you lay and die | |
| It can now take its time to play | |
| Your terminal distress is the pitbull' s amusement | |
| It possess a very sick sense of humor | |
| But before you endure any more pain at the teeth of the animal | |
| Your luck comes in as your bloodless heart stops | |
| Your punctured eyes take in one last fanging sight | |
| The threatening attack of a snarling, toothy muzzle | |
| As lips curl back revealing a pitbull grin | |
| You run to escape the impending slaughtercide | |
| Unfortunately you won' t get far at all | |
| Brutish jaws lock down, never let go | |
| As lips curl back revealing a pitbull grin |
| zuò cí : Glass, Stanek, Wagner | |
| A beast spawned from a deadly lineage | |
| Maiming impulses descend | |
| Instilling urges to mutilate | |
| Tiny brain only programs rage | |
| Horrendous jaws bite down on your wetting crotch | |
| Unrestrained chompers bite clean to the bone | |
| Lips curl back to reveal a pitbull grin | |
| You run to escape the impending slaughtercide | |
| Unfortunately you won' t get far at all | |
| Brutish jaws locking down, never let go | |
| With a rabid instinct it viciously shakes you apart | |
| Fierce teeth flash as it furiously growls | |
| Soon you will feel the agony of its piercing jowls | |
| Easily it rips out your soft, fleshy throat | |
| It bites your naked face and goes berserk | |
| Bones break friend is a canine nightmare | |
| Blood lust is the nature of this beast | |
| It only knows its own intercine ways | |
| Torn and biting like a human chewtoy | |
| Lips quivering, curling back, revealing a pitbull grin | |
| It relentlessly pounces with inhuman aggression | |
| Tooth and nail gouge making you a masticated mess | |
| The dog backs away as you lay and die | |
| It can now take its time to play | |
| Your terminal distress is the pitbull' s amusement | |
| It possess a very sick sense of humor | |
| But before you endure any more pain at the teeth of the animal | |
| Your luck comes in as your bloodless heart stops | |
| Your punctured eyes take in one last fanging sight | |
| The threatening attack of a snarling, toothy muzzle | |
| As lips curl back revealing a pitbull grin | |
| You run to escape the impending slaughtercide | |
| Unfortunately you won' t get far at all | |
| Brutish jaws lock down, never let go | |
| As lips curl back revealing a pitbull grin |