Amok - Entombed

God is away

It’s business every fucking day

You wanna say

Well, I don’t give a fuck

How does it feel

You wanna eat you gotta steal

Keeping it real

You’re running out of luck

Amok

Yeah, God is away

It’s business every fucking day

You need to pray

I don’t see you first

How does it feel

You wanna eat you gotta steal

Keeping it real

When you’re about to burst

You wanna hurt me

You wanna bite my cock

You’re gonna make me run amok

You wanna see me dead and buried

You better think again

I am the one your daughter married

And I don’t play pretend

God is away

It’s business every fucking day

You wanna say

Well, I don’t give a fuck

How does it feel

You wanna eat you gotta steal

Keeping it real

You’re running out of luck

You wanna hurt me

Well, I throw the first rock

You can’t touch me — no

'cuz I will run…

Amok

Amok

Amok

You are running out of luck

A moth will find light

Fuck and feed

High on power

Firestorm greed

You wanna see me dead and buried

You push a lot of luck

And now you gonna say you’re sorry

Well, I don’t give a fuck

Needless to say

I am the one that got away

You need to pray

I don’t see you first

How does it feel

You wanna eat you gotta steal

Keeping it real

Damnation of the cursed

You wanna hurt me

Well, I throw the first rock

You can’t stop me

'cuz I will run…

Amok

Amok

Amok

Godforsaken listless fuck

Amok

Amok

Amok

You are running out of luck

Now!