A Pound of Flesh Songtext
von Overkill
A Pound of Flesh Songtext
Bloodshot on the final dive
Too gone for their solution
Too late for the gallant try
Or to find his own solution
I take love to other plan
Vengeance is my name
Too deep for a drowning man
Too deep to cover him sand
In the farthest place from you
Where blood drips through your hands
The ash from death funds every word
That runs your master plan
Higher, go higher
Now you pay for the best
Higher, go higher
Cash pay in cash
Take a pound of your flesh
Turned on where you left to die
Turned into this destruction
Set free where you won′t have fly
To a promised resurrection
I take love to find a way
Bathing in my name
Tucked out, money has to pay
Vengeance is my name
In the closest place to you
Where water fills your hands
Your thirst is gone with every taste
That fuels your master plan
Higher, go higher
Now you pay for the best
Higher, go higher
Pay with your love
Or a pound of your flesh
Don't you know you′re fucking with the best?
All the competition laid to rest
I'm the lies you've crawled out of your mess
One by one, I count my pounds of flesh
In the darkest place from you
Where blood drips through your hands
The ash from death funds every word
That runs your master plan
Higher, go higher
Now you pay for the best
Higher, go higher
Pay with your love
Or a pound of your flesh
Too gone for their solution
Too late for the gallant try
Or to find his own solution
I take love to other plan
Vengeance is my name
Too deep for a drowning man
Too deep to cover him sand
In the farthest place from you
Where blood drips through your hands
The ash from death funds every word
That runs your master plan
Higher, go higher
Now you pay for the best
Higher, go higher
Cash pay in cash
Take a pound of your flesh
Turned on where you left to die
Turned into this destruction
Set free where you won′t have fly
To a promised resurrection
I take love to find a way
Bathing in my name
Tucked out, money has to pay
Vengeance is my name
In the closest place to you
Where water fills your hands
Your thirst is gone with every taste
That fuels your master plan
Higher, go higher
Now you pay for the best
Higher, go higher
Pay with your love
Or a pound of your flesh
Don't you know you′re fucking with the best?
All the competition laid to rest
I'm the lies you've crawled out of your mess
One by one, I count my pounds of flesh
In the darkest place from you
Where blood drips through your hands
The ash from death funds every word
That runs your master plan
Higher, go higher
Now you pay for the best
Higher, go higher
Pay with your love
Or a pound of your flesh
Writer(s): Robert Ellsworth, Carlo Verni Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

