Rattlesnake Arena 歌词

	In Cut Throat Lane the chains were swinging. Iron boots with blades on
	springs were lancing. Silver dance. The ghetto ballerinas tiptoed,
	blasting. Rattlesnake Arena burning red black red black. The gutter
	sniper gasped beneath their melting mask's that kept on smiling. Dead
	eyed. Dog's Breath. Choke! Rattlesnake Arena burning red black red black.
	The stakes were low, the winner takes a wall to lean on, scrawl his name
	on for a night. The story starts again.

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