Skladba

All guns afire

Hardcore punk

we slay we´re slain
we enslave we´re the slaves
we die in turns
we´re never gonna learn
this is the last goodbye
our time has come tonight
we have to part our ways
till death do us unite
we kill we die for our oh-so needed pride
we need to stop and think for a while
we need to slow down or were all gonna cry
till the end of the time the grim reaper prowls
this time we feel our demise s nearly here
the end is near enjoy your final beer
this is the last goodbye