I Predict a Riot Songtext
von Jungle Rot

Bodies flailing around
Human flesh abounds
A pit storms abound
Beat to the ground
Violence without fear
Deadly cries you hear
Distress of veneer
An abyss you fear
I predict a rage
Raging is your goal
To jump in a hole
Furious darkened soul
Losing self control
Savage, fists held high
Kick one in the eye
Victims weak, they lie
You cannot deny Twisting turning
Hellish whirling
Vortex taking
Souls consuming
Trampled, ass shaken up
Broken, weak, brittle bones
Crushed by the weight of human walls
Down in the pit, you can′t escape
Assault, no restraint
You make no complaint
Savage, neither saint
Showing no restraint
Rampage storming through
Skin is black and blue
Brutal, fucking true
Wanna get it down