Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Bjørn Berge
Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Bjørn Berge
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Bjørn Berge
Producer
Lyrics
Beg for mercy, body's fallin,
Claimin for their rights.
Crawlin sideways, on your doorstep
Always telling lies.
I'll be damned and the best of luck.
Cause The looser allways suck.
I am bad, I guess you know me.
As the years go by.
To Be the one, you hate to watch,
Walkin over bones
Dizzy eye-balls on the sidewalk,
Turning upside down.
Bastards, Bastards crawlin!
Faster, faster every day!
Never sorry, very greedy,
Grabbin what they need.
Shades of greens, keep em eager.
On their toes and keen.
Anti Christ is turning human,
Humans being burned!
Bastards, Bastards crawlin!
Faster, faster every day!
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I feel your pain.
Beware, they're all the same.
Don't, don't turn your backs.
There will, be no second chance.
Beg for mercy, body's fallin.
Claimin for their rights
Crawlin sideways on your doorstep,
Always telling lies.
I'll be damned and the best of luck.
Cause The looser allways suck!
Bastards, Bastards crawling!
Faster, faster every day!
Written by: Bjørn Berge
