[Music: H. Bastrup Jacobsen / P. Lyse Hansen / Hatesphere, Lyrics: A. GyldenAhr]
Taking aim as I approach
The scenario
is set for our world to explode
Weave been waiting for this moment for a long time
Thereall be no salvation for us
I bet this
night will be sublime
My tube of death
Is pointing your way
My warhead is armed
Better beg for mercy today
Beg for
mercy!
Fire in the hole!
You scream in despair
Releasing my cluster bombs
From high in the air
Penetrating your
defence
Iam spreading my disease
Onto you
The pain I release
My tube of death
Is pointing your way
My warhead is
armed
Better beg for mercy today
Beg for mercy!
The wardrums are played
With my stick on your skin
Iam the black hole
tailgunner
Coming straight out of hell
Your body is trembling
Going into aftershock
Of all the b*****s in the world
You
were my best f**k
My tube of death
Is pointing your way
My warhead is armed
Better beg for mercy today
Beg for
mercy!