Текст песни Throwing Down - A Karmic Gray

For everyone that thought I was going to fail
Here I am, to no avail
Your wish for me to fall
Would be the thing that would be
The downfall of you all
This is just a pastime
Until I rise again with a new shine
Welcome to imminent doom
Destruction within this room

Throwing down
I'm about to explode
Nothing left now
But the anger I hold

Concentrate while my finger's on the trigger
About to let you all fall
A headshot aimed at your skull
Nothing left i hope you rot

You cannot speak
I wish that I had time to think
But everything inside my head
Just has me wishing you were dead
I clasp
Imploding while your brains elapsed
I'm sick of the tension within and it's time
I destroy all that you have become

Concentrate while my finger's on the trigger
About to let you all fall
A headshot aimed at your skull
Nothing left i hope you rot
Concentrate while my finger's on the trigger
About to let you all fall
A headshot aimed at your skull
Nothing left i hope you rot