Testi:
Rigor Mortis

Jag aker inte langre hem Jag svar jag sag ett spoke dar Jag vet, jag vet, det gar ett tag Men det aktar jag mig for De vilsna sjalarnas parad Blir storre

I knew my destination from my moment of birth I'd live my life my own way and wreak havoc on Earth Through my entire childhood most everyone could tell

The blood is pounding in my head I feel a tightness in my chest The room is spinning backwards and I cannot seem to catch my breath My life flashes

Born on a battlefield and baptized in blood You took your first steps in the red reeking mud Killed your first man at the age of thirteen Life's lessons

The farmer finds his lost livestock The grazing idiots are dead The carcasses are molested But not a drop of blood was shed Cattle mutilation!

Thrown in a meat grinder shredding the flesh Is it human intestines or is it dead fish' Locked in a freezer destined to die Hung up on a meat hook

[The Ramones]

He seeks fresh bodies in the morgue to test his new creation Injecting serum in the corpses for the hope of re-animation He has conquered brain death

Deep in the forrest where few men have been Stands a house black as sin All who have been there are dead or insane Shocking things lurk within All