The Grind Songtext
von World

I′m sorry, Mama
I never meant to hurt you
I never meant to make you cry
But tonight we're playing heavy metal

I′ll fucking die for this shit
The blood, sweat, and tears
Every second of it
The stage and lights are all I see
There's not another fuckin life for me

The stage, the altar
Our blood, the wine
Loosen the shackles
It's our fucking time


Product of absence
Lucky for myself I′m not in the casket yet
Still patiently grinding my hatchet
Til you got a bone to pick
Come get it
If this is a waste of life, then watch me fucking waste away
I really live for this shit

The blood I leave on this stage is sacred
A sacrifice to the gods of the grind
Every scream is a call to the masses
Souls etched, we are bound by the sound
The pain, it drips from our lips like bile
We are bound by the rhythm of fate
We speak in scars and sicknesses
A million voices on a never-ending page of pain

We′ve spent years pulling hate from inside
The sickness, the rage, the pain in our lives
The spark inside that drives us every day
No one's gonna fucking stand in our way


We′ve been here for fucking years
You know who the fuck we are
We are every hateful thought
Every vision of violence
We are all-encompassing hatred
The lowest of the fucking low
Straight from the fucking gutter bitch
Fuck you if you can't hang

Chained to the weight of your worthless existence
Rot in your filth
Parasitic persistence
I see your soul through the cracks in your teeth
Death is the only promise to keep

Blood from my knuckles mixed with the ink
Decade of pain, what the fuck do you think
Yeah, this is the hill I′ll be buried on
If I'm a little too weak to carry on then carry on
Without me
Spit in the face of anyone who would ever doubt me
I′m balls deep with the gang
Fuck you if you can't hang

We're here to fucking tear through the game
Fuck you if you can′t hang
We′re here to fucking tear through the game
Fuck you if you can't hang
Where here to fucking tear through the game
Fuck you if you can′t hang