The fight is over
it's time to heal the wounds
the journey was exhausting
blood and guts have paved the grounds

one last breath
in this slaughterhouse
the rivalries left behind
enemies becoming friends
pa, pa, pa, pa, party to retirement

oh, no more pain
i throw my blade away
now it's time to free
your soul from suffering in slavery

alcohol, drugs and naked women
all cravings will be satisfied
the weed disappears in the vastness of nirvana

synthetic opiates
flying through your brain
the right balance of dosage
is a true act of art

take off your clothes
no one can eluse this request
drink all your shots
the party is about to blow up
the train is running and it won't stop

maximum consumption
the sky is the limit
ultimum exitium

wrong place, wrong time
rising aggression
vini, vidi, vici

oh, what a pain
i got a feeling like it's yesterday again
oh, what a hit
open up this fucking pit

one punch closer to the knockdown
loud sounds the applause of the greedy
this will be a glorious day to remember

don't fuck
with me

punch after punch
the blood is spilling out
you chose the wrong one
for your show off

bone after bone
i break them all alone
you think you're smart
but you are just a fool

i fuck your daughter
testicular
manslaughter

i slit your throat
break your neck
stomb you down
now you know where you belong

the fight is over
it's time to grab the booze
party hard all night long
until the sun goes up

let's get back to business

the liquid gold
is flowing down the throat
challenging my sence of balance

overdose on acetaldehyde
internal cell destruction
decomposition of the maltreated liver
makes you feel alive