I was the thunderball hard as 666 and the ironcross
Didn´t know I was about to trip and fall I felt no shame at all
Didn´t know when to stop didn´t know when the line was crossed
Because ,greed grew ,speed flew ,my mind was black as tar
I was the whiteline demon dealer ,the highpriest pope speed feeder
I felt uplifted yeah ,covered by the stench of desire
Born to loose a freak fuck degenerate
Never saw it come before it was to late
I... Demon Dealer
And I... Demon dealer
I... Demon Dealer
And I... Demon dealer
I was the thunderball hard as 666 and the ironcross
Didn´t know I was about to trip and fall I felt no shame at all
Didn´t know when to stop didn´t know when the line was crossed
Because greed growed speed flowed my mind was black as tar
Black as tar
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