Quiz of Death
Welcome to this freaky show
The game is easy, just guess the songs
Rules are simple: if you go wrong
You've got to pay for your mistakes
When the money is over
The price will be your life
Do you feel prepared enough?
You must know thrash or die!
Your ears' beyond the limits
Of insanity
Eighties thrash is killing you
Your fate you can't escape
Your minds dead like broken trees
Without wisdom you cannot win
Don't give a fuck 'bout popular songs
These answers are all wrong!
So you've got to suffer
Your terror is my pleasure
Full scene of your desperate eyes
Just to increase the audience
Endless plague and famine
Would be like a bless for you
Time is running fast
The torture will begin
You must die I need to see
Your desperate face in agony
Thousands eyes are watching you
Your stupid life without a sense
Blood red is flowing
Cuts on your body
Ripping your flesh apart
A bath in the acid
Is what you need
To refresh your skills
THIS IS MY QUIZ OF DEATH
AND YOU WILL PLAY
THIS GAME OF TORTURE!
THIS IS MY QUIZ OF DEATH
AND YOU WILL PLAY
THIS GAME OF TORTURE!
THIS IS MY QUIZ OF DEATH
AND YOU WILL PLAY
THIS GAME OF TORTURE!
THIS IS MY QUIZ OF DEATH
AND YOU WILL PLAY
THIS GAME OF TORTURE!
Solo Don Hammier
Solo Popi
Almost when this fuckin' room
Was full of your blood
Brainless child whose name is S-Factor
Ran away from the spider's web
But I will take my revenge
Yeah, I'll take my revenge!