Overkill (Live) - Overkill

Lyricist：Edward Allan Clarke/Robert Joseph Ellsworth/Rat Skates/Lee J. Kundrat/Philip John Taylor/Ian Frasier Kilmister/Carlo Verni/Robert Wayne Gustafson

Composer：Edward Allan Clarke/Robert Joseph Ellsworth/Lee J. Kundrat/Ian Frasier Kilmister/Philip John Taylor/Rat Skates/Robert Wayne Gustafson/Carlo Verni

Riding the wind on a stormy night

Rides a mother's son to take your life

They say he died ten years ago

But the list of victims seems to grow

Like father like son the Bible read

Three sixes brand the top of his head

Never heard seen then too late

Overkill seals your fate

Driven by the host of hell

Wicked smile cross

The showing skull

The victim dies no f**king loss

Overkill buries the cross

That scarlet sin the soul is weary

Genre et morte mal vivre

The fallen Angels open the cell

Overkill's victim enters hell

Who can tell me who I am

Am I Overkill

Each death a sin

Questions linger as I walk the path

I am Overkill the Devil's wrath

So when you walk alone in the night

And bones are chilled

Skin so tight

Beware the sound of a galloping horse

Overkill has another corpse

Ride high ride tall

Overkill will never fall

Full moon sharp sword

Satan is your Lord

Midnight dark sky

Overkill will never die

Blood bath die fast

Overkill the Devil's wrath

Riding the wind on a stormy night

Rides a mother's son to take your life

They say he died ten years ago

But the list of victims seems to grow

Like father like son the Bible read

Three sixes brand the top of his head

Never heard seen then too late

Overkill

Ride high ride tall

Overkill will never fall

Full moon sharp sword

Satan is your Lord

Midnight dark sky

Overkill will never die

Blood bath die fast

Overkill the Devil's wrath