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(whoaaaa) Dirt on my boots,
blood on the floor We don't knock
on this heavy
iron door (guttural growl)
Watch your step, it's a hell of a ride
Nothing but dirt left on the inside
This is the end of the line,
you bastard! (screaming)
Left in the dust,
yeah we fade to black
No turning back, there is no coming back!
Cold steel, warm
spit,
damn it all down (cough)
We are the rulers of this hollowed-out
town
Go! (pig squeal growl)
Fuck this place up!
Just dirt...