Refill the Chest - Hatesphere

Here to pour my heart out

Here to spill my guts

About life, about death

Haven’t had yet enough

Reached the final destination

Of an endless ride

Long for cold liquid

Salvation, it’s inside

Get inside

Roam the great, murky halls

On the hunt for pleasure

X marks the spot on the wall

Right inside

Many times I have stood eye to eye with emptiness

And many times had to start a fight to refill the chest

Standing in the green room

In a state of shock

Some loser, idiot

Son of a fucking whore

Stole my beer, die