Tastes Like Murder Songtext

von Port Of Call

Entering the ring,
Covered in turpentine,
Eyes full of vaseline.
Near a blackout a hopeless battle,
That's what they call tradition.

Open your eyes
Your voice for the voiceless
This treatment can't be right
No mercy for the baiters
So let's start the fight today

Open your eyes
Your voice for the voiceless
This treatment can't be right
No mercy for the baiters
So let's start the fight today

Bludgeoned and shot
By ruthless monsters
Clubbed them till they pass out
Skinned alive without some mercy
Enough is enough

For the sake of human pleasure,
They won't stop the treatment
They won't stop murdering
If you don't raise your voice today

Open your eyes
Your voice for the voiceless
This treatment can't be right
No mercy for the baiters
So let's start the fight today

Open your eyes
Your voice for the voiceless
This treatment can't be right
No mercy for the baiters
So let's start the fight today