P.T.D. Songtext
von Hostilia

You started life as a Plymouth Fury ′58
Killed a man inside you with all your hate
You were found in the most dilapidated state
250 bucks later and it's time to renovate

He′s got a choice to make
She made up his mind a long time ago

I need more of you
Put to death
Blow your brains out
Put to death
Your life is done
Put to death
Put to death

That night she's vandalized with every tool on the shelf
Angered by destruction, he watches her repair herself
You think it's just begun but it′s all planned ahead
Lure you to her parking spot, innocence is dead

She′ll hunt you down and kill you one by one
She made up his mind a long time ago


I need more of you
Put to death
Blow your brains out
Put to death
I need all of you
Put to death
Spread all your parts
Put to death
Hide you in the depths

Thrown through the windshield, impaled on a shard of glass
He reaches out to touch this evil vehicle mass
What's done is done and there is no backing out
They′re here for one thing only, to put her out

She'll play with your body like a toy
Those things she enjoyed, a long time ago

I need more of you
Put to death
Blow your brains out
Put to death
I need all of you
Put to death
Spread all your parts
Put to death
Hide you in the depths


Put to death
Put to death
Put to death
Put to death
Put to death
Put to death
I′m gonna put you to death