Glock Songtext
von Undying Inc

Brace for impact, our feet are grounded
Click click boom motherfucker
The same precision, a different weapon
Click click boom motherfucker
Loud as numbers hidden in plain sight
Click click boom motherfucker
Brought a knife again to a gunfight
Fall in line, it′s the blackening
A terrible sight, it's baffling
5 and the chamber slackening
Got a will to read, I got a magazine
Packed to deliver, you′re grappling
Rent free in your head, it's travelling
Through the backdoor fragmenting
Got a knife to a gunfight flattering


Finite, infinte
Cold blast, bitter night
I'm packed to the ton and I′m tweaking and spun
I got a hundred different ways but I just need one
Finite, infinte
Warm corner, sullen bite
6 feet from the floor, the magnificent gore
I got a thousand different ways, I don′t bleed no fucking more

Bone of contention, a weak submission
The same precision, a different cut
Too loud to feel, too proud to bleed
Bring on the young, I got mouths to feed
Right out the gate, another finish in the making
Click click boom motherfucker
The same pretence, you've got holes, you′re shaking
Click click boom motherfucker
Tons of machines against a pound of flesh
Click click boom motherfucker
Got off on another one, decompress

Finite, infinte
Cold blast, bitter night
I'm packed to the ton and I′m tweaking and spun
I got a hundred different ways but I just need one
Finite, infinte
Warm corner, sullen bite
6 feet from the floor, the magnificent gore
I got a thousand different ways, I don't bleed no fucking more


Finite, infinte
Warm corner, sullen bite
6 feet from the floor, the magnificent gore
I got a thousand different ways, I don′t bleed no fucking more

Break in, another going down again
Fuck it up, going down again
It's all going down again
Break it in, fuck it up
And bleed in to the mix for the fodder
Going down again
Dig deep and grab the motherfucking fix
Going down, going down again
Going down again