Internal Pollution

When the night comes I feel so high
Demons in a liquid form arrives
Witches in black starts to say
Welcome to the ministry of pain!

But I like this pain!
I'm prepared to raise
With my Holy Grail
Do you wanna taste?

Yeah!
Fight! Till your last breath!
Go!
Burn! Burn inside you!

This is the army of barrel and vice.
Alcoholic supporters from hell!
Destining the world to demise.
Alcoholic supporters from hell!

Enjoy the misery

The real meaning of the night
Starts with the violence in our minds
Walking, blinded, out of control
Internal pollution, new reborn!

Possessed by trace
Of infernal grace
Feeling without sense
Is this shit so real?

Yeah!
Fight! Till your last breath!
Go!
Burn! Burn inside you!

This is the army of barrel and vice.
Alcoholic supporters from hell!
Destining the world to demise.
Alcoholic supporters from hell!

Enjoy the misery

Join our army!
The beer army!
Feed our army!
Raining ron!