Dear mister President
We come out to visit you
bringing you a better end
Telling you what you should do
Dear mister president
Give us your attention
We want you to understand
Now you'll get your mention
The White House is shining (in the dark)
We're breaking in -
in the rhythm of our hearts
Dear Mister president
You are so disgusting
We will show you the intent
Cause you are untrusting
Dear mister president
Is this really true
This must be a accident
Nothing else what we can do
The White House is shining (in the dark)
We're breaking in -
in the rhythm of our hearts
Ref:
Grab him by his ugly disgusting hair
Make him spit like he's never done before
Cut him off and let him scream out loud!!!
Now he's got a friendly razorblade smile
Dear mister president
We come out to let you bleed
It's a Act just to defeat
You are just the devils breed
Dear mister president
Your time has nearly come
Start to think now of the end
The blade is ready and you soon gone
The razor blade is shining (in the dark)
Silver And sharp -
Ready for you to cut
Dear mister president
Now it's time for your last words
We're here to bring the end
will be fast and nothing hurts
Dear mister president
Get down on your knees
You are now in our hands
We're activists and not just thiefs
The razor blade is cutting
Flesh and blood -
Life is pumping out your veins
Ref:
Grab him by his ugly disgusting hair
Make him spit like he's never done before
Cut him off and let him scream out loud!!!
Now he's got a friendly razorblade smile
Now he's got nothing more to smile
There's silence in the whole world just for a while
The president's dead now and we (all) can smile
Come on and smile with me -
Smile for me - and let us fly!
We escape in the dark
In the rythm of our hearts
Dead mister president
Now it's already done
You're laying in your blood
We have left and you're gone
Dead mister president
Is Laying inside - we have left
Celebrating at the end
Music's playing loud and deft
The whole crowd is screaming
And the beat is pumping-
In the rhythm of our hearts
Dead mister president
It's nearly over now
The White House will be next
Some cocktails have been thrown
Dead mister president
The White House stands in flames
It has come now to the end
And over are your stupid games
The White House is burning
Flames and smoke -
The fire lights the dark
Ref:
Grab him by his ugly disgusting hair
Make him spit like he's never done before
Cut him off and let him scream out loud!!!
Now he's got a friendly razorblade!
Death-doom horror fanatics ILSA emerge from the underground with a Relapse debut that keeps their chest-collapsing fury intact. Bandcamp New & Notable Jan 6, 2018