Internal Pollution (Crisix)

When the night comes I feel high Demons in a liquid form arrive Witches in black star to say Welcome to the ministry of pain! But I like this pain! I’m prepared to rise 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! Sending the world to its 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 a trace of internal grace Feeling without sense Is this shit so real? Enjoy the misery… Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha Join our army! The beer army! Feed our army! Raining beer! Internal… Pollution!