Bleeding gun

We need to die to feel alive
We pay the price for watch us cry
Our kids are gonna end this life
They know how much we lie
We like to make tombs on the ground
We never thought to find hellbounds
Disorders we don't care about
We are gonna die - we are gonna die

Wanna die
We wanna die
We love to die
Wanna kill
We wanna kill
We love to kill

What man created, man will destroy
There where love exists, death will exist

I wanna bang heads all night long
In a journey with my knife
This place is full of dynamite
Let's burn the other side
A hundred beers i feel so tired
A life of serving bleeding guns
The dead can talk i'm getting drunk
They can attack - they can attack

Wanna die
We wanna die
We love to die
Wanna kill
We wanna kill
We love to kill