Demolished Globe Lyrics


Predisposed for selfdestruction

This is us, we´re back again.

Right or wrong we have to mention,

Give a fuck we'll fight again.

Live ain't easy and its friction

Enemies are everywhere.

It's up to you, make the decision

Raise your fists and be aware

We are tormentors

The bringer of pain

We wanna crush you

To dust is the claim.

Predisposed for selfdestruction

This is us, we´re back again.

Right or wrong we have to mention,

Give a fuck we'll fight again.

Live ain't easy and its friction

Enemies are everywhere.

It's up to you, make the decision

Raise your fists and be aware

Harder, better, stronger, faster

Give a hundred ten percent

Fail means death, don´t find your master

You have to win or it's your end.

Live ain´t easy and its friction

Enemies are everywhere.

It's up to you, make the decision

Raise your fists and be aware

We're the tormentors

We're back out of hell

You have to accept us

Or you are dying well.

„A World war over natural resources is going on. It's accompanied by ethnic and religious violence, hunger, distress and poverty. Thousands of dead bodies are laying on the ground. Entire areas of the World are devastated our Planet is broken.“

Looking for morality

Is nothing for reality

Our game, our rules

We win, you lose

Predisposed for selfdestruction

This is us, we´re back again.

Right or wrong we have to mention,

Give a fuck we'll fight again.

Live ain't easy and its friction

Enemies are everywhere.

It's up to you, make the decision

Raise your fists and be aware

We are tormentors

The bringer of pain

We wanna crush you

To dust is the claim.

We are tormentors

The bringer of pain

We wanna crush you

To dust is the claim.

 

Looking for morality

Is nothing for reality

Our game, our rules

We win, you lose

Predisposed for selfdestruction

This is us, we´re back again.

Right or wrong we have to mention,

Give a fuck we'll fight again.

Live ain't easy and its friction

Enemies are everywhere.

It's up to you, make the decision

Raise your fists and be aware

We are tormentors

The bringer of pain

We wanna crush you

To dust is the claim.