This is a song about "Blood for oil in the war"

Written in blood on the wall

Wolf gang, kill em' all

Blood to the brain, saltsraumen, it's calling for a surgeon

I just bask in the moment, give my passion to no one

And so the muscle flow is something you can't get no muzzel for

Running further for the.. fucking door, its nothing more then a ruggered war

Pay him some attention, he's smart and he's genius

My knife is there weakness i lick the blood for sweetness

Trust in me you ready for a scary war, plus defeat

And over beef you laid to rest like you was gettin some sleep

Something worth dying for

Trying to maintain in this war

Don't matter, we need oil, look at the lives we're wrecking,

Escobar season begins, so let the semis ring

War crimes, we sacrificial lambs for the slaughter

{*both*} but first lemme, lemme, lemme talk to her