[00:00.00] 作词 : John Ricci/Daniel Beehler
[00:01.00] 作曲 : John Ricci/Daniel Beehler
[00:05.31]Metal and muscle
[00:35.37]Smashing you hard right out to the abyss
[00:37.98]Torture and torment
[00:42.30]If not for the kill we would never exist
[00:45.99]Aggression and anger, hatred and pain
[00:49.05]Spreading your poison disease
[00:50.40]Black is the magic, past the insane
[00:56.34]We are the sons of the beast
[00:56.88]Born to kill, born to kill, born to kill
[00:57.69]Extreme aggression
[01:13.80]Blood in the ears, skulls will shatter to bits
[01:15.03]Thought you were ready
[01:20.19]But never prepared for torture like this
[01:21.27]Hit by the hammer too much for the brain
[01:28.02]A sound that we know all too well
[01:31.05]Judgement day's here, shaking with fear
[01:31.77]Welcome to the depths of hell
[01:32.37]Born to kill, born to kill, born to kill
[01:33.21]The speakers are thunder the lights are the fire
[02:05.46]The stage is the setting for wars of the wild
[02:08.94]Smoke is the screen for the mystery
[02:14.07]The violence and force will make you bleed
[02:53.07]Metal and muscle
[02:55.89]Smashing you hard right out to the abyss
[02:58.89]Torture and torment
[03:01.17]If not for the kill we would never exist
[03:03.15]Aggression and anger, hatred and pain
[03:12.09]Spreading your poison disease
[03:12.81]Black is the magic, past the insane
[03:14.34]We are the sons of the beast
[03:15.09]Born to kill, born to kill
[03:15.63]Born to kill, born to kill

作词 : John Ricci/Daniel Beehler
作曲 : John Ricci/Daniel Beehler
Metal and muscle
Smashing you hard right out to the abyss
Torture and torment
If not for the kill we would never exist
Aggression and anger, hatred and pain
Spreading your poison disease
Black is the magic, past the insane
We are the sons of the beast
Born to kill, born to kill, born to kill
Extreme aggression
Blood in the ears, skulls will shatter to bits
Thought you were ready
But never prepared for torture like this
Hit by the hammer too much for the brain
A sound that we know all too well
Judgement day's here, shaking with fear
Welcome to the depths of hell
Born to kill, born to kill, born to kill
The speakers are thunder the lights are the fire
The stage is the setting for wars of the wild
Smoke is the screen for the mystery
The violence and force will make you bleed
Metal and muscle
Smashing you hard right out to the abyss
Torture and torment
If not for the kill we would never exist
Aggression and anger, hatred and pain
Spreading your poison disease
Black is the magic, past the insane
We are the sons of the beast
Born to kill, born to kill
Born to kill, born to kill