| Song | METAL |
| Artist | Deathstars |
| Album | The Greatest Hits On Earth |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| The wounds are bleeding from desperate cuts | |
| it's been flooding for days | |
| The heart is fighting to save the last breath | |
| Human oil on highways. | |
| Metal, metal | |
| The blade is thirsting for the juice of mankind | |
| it's been drinking for days. | |
| The chainsaws roar deep inside of god. | |
| The blood fills the ashtrays. | |
| I want to spit it out damn damn damn crush doom | |
| The shots are ringing out damn damn damn crush boom. | |
| Metal, metal | |
| The lambs are sleeping on a field of black flames | |
| A club held for the whores | |
| The taste of flesh is the pleasures of doom | |
| Benzine burns on our shores | |
| I want to spit it out damn damn damn crush doom | |
| The shots are ringing out damn damn damn crush boom. | |
| And when the west turn to east we'll feast. | |
| Then we'll find beauty in the pleasures of the beast. | |
| Teach the slaves to bring me power | |
| I'm gonna teach about dark, | |
| I'm gonna teach about night | |
| The destroyed city will burn from the loins of this fight | |
| Teach the slaves to bring me power | |
| I'm gonna teach about dark, | |
| I'm gonna teach about night | |
| A perfect slave will kiss the white lips of the night. | |
| I´m gonna kiss the night | |
| I want to spit it out damn damn damn crush doom | |
| The shots are ringing out damn damn damn crush boom. | |
| Metal | |
| I want to spit it out damn damn damn crush doom | |
| Metal | |
| The shots are ringing out damn damn damn crush boom. | |
| And when the west turn to east we'll feast. | |
| Then we'll find beauty in the pleasures of the beast. |
| The wounds are bleeding from desperate cuts | |
| it' s been flooding for days | |
| The heart is fighting to save the last breath | |
| Human oil on highways. | |
| Metal, metal | |
| The blade is thirsting for the juice of mankind | |
| it' s been drinking for days. | |
| The chainsaws roar deep inside of god. | |
| The blood fills the ashtrays. | |
| I want to spit it out damn damn damn crush doom | |
| The shots are ringing out damn damn damn crush boom. | |
| Metal, metal | |
| The lambs are sleeping on a field of black flames | |
| A club held for the whores | |
| The taste of flesh is the pleasures of doom | |
| Benzine burns on our shores | |
| I want to spit it out damn damn damn crush doom | |
| The shots are ringing out damn damn damn crush boom. | |
| And when the west turn to east we' ll feast. | |
| Then we' ll find beauty in the pleasures of the beast. | |
| Teach the slaves to bring me power | |
| I' m gonna teach about dark, | |
| I' m gonna teach about night | |
| The destroyed city will burn from the loins of this fight | |
| Teach the slaves to bring me power | |
| I' m gonna teach about dark, | |
| I' m gonna teach about night | |
| A perfect slave will kiss the white lips of the night. | |
| I m gonna kiss the night | |
| I want to spit it out damn damn damn crush doom | |
| The shots are ringing out damn damn damn crush boom. | |
| Metal | |
| I want to spit it out damn damn damn crush doom | |
| Metal | |
| The shots are ringing out damn damn damn crush boom. | |
| And when the west turn to east we' ll feast. | |
| Then we' ll find beauty in the pleasures of the beast. |
| The wounds are bleeding from desperate cuts | |
| it' s been flooding for days | |
| The heart is fighting to save the last breath | |
| Human oil on highways. | |
| Metal, metal | |
| The blade is thirsting for the juice of mankind | |
| it' s been drinking for days. | |
| The chainsaws roar deep inside of god. | |
| The blood fills the ashtrays. | |
| I want to spit it out damn damn damn crush doom | |
| The shots are ringing out damn damn damn crush boom. | |
| Metal, metal | |
| The lambs are sleeping on a field of black flames | |
| A club held for the whores | |
| The taste of flesh is the pleasures of doom | |
| Benzine burns on our shores | |
| I want to spit it out damn damn damn crush doom | |
| The shots are ringing out damn damn damn crush boom. | |
| And when the west turn to east we' ll feast. | |
| Then we' ll find beauty in the pleasures of the beast. | |
| Teach the slaves to bring me power | |
| I' m gonna teach about dark, | |
| I' m gonna teach about night | |
| The destroyed city will burn from the loins of this fight | |
| Teach the slaves to bring me power | |
| I' m gonna teach about dark, | |
| I' m gonna teach about night | |
| A perfect slave will kiss the white lips of the night. | |
| I m gonna kiss the night | |
| I want to spit it out damn damn damn crush doom | |
| The shots are ringing out damn damn damn crush boom. | |
| Metal | |
| I want to spit it out damn damn damn crush doom | |
| Metal | |
| The shots are ringing out damn damn damn crush boom. | |
| And when the west turn to east we' ll feast. | |
| Then we' ll find beauty in the pleasures of the beast. |