[Lyric] Like a Runaway Combine Harvester in a Field of Crippled Rabbits (Acid Age)

Revenge is coming
To enemies of steel
So write your reviews
Rebels without a clue
Bound to your word
In black and white
Keyboard warriors
All crippled from fright

The worst is yet to come
For those who hate our speed
I promise you a thousand deaths
Upon your words you'll feed

Like an action movie
Explosions will blow
While blood spills
While blood flows
All thrash haters
Will die by flame
So hang your head
Or die in shame
The worst is yet to come
For those who hate our speed
I promise you a thousand deaths
Upon your words you’ll feed

Shove your opinion
Up your fucking ass
Dont be a poser
Just blast whiplash
Bang your hеad
Until it's sore
Drink whiskey all night
And headbang to razor

Thе worst is yet to come
For those who hate our speed
I promise you a thousand deaths
Upon your words you'll feed

Like a runaway combine harvester I’m a field of crippled rabbits