Karakum's Crate

Leash of thorns
Around the neck
Turns into a weapon

A man
A hood
Makes me sick
Makes me numb
He's dangerous

Affection is
A piece of meat
Or an leg in your jaw
Facing the fear
With the mouth
Full of warm blood

Cut my ears
Make me strong
And let them see me
Look at those
Frightened shitholes
Tearing apart and fleeing

Into the hole
Into the hollow
(Creed) there remains the violence

Into the hole
Into the hollow
(Creed) there remains the violence

Into the hole
Into the hollow
(Creed) there remains the violence

Into the hole
Into the hollow
(Creed) there remains the violence

Into the core
Into the core

Into the core
Into the core

Into the core
Into the core

Into the core
Into the core

Into the core
Into