Nightrise - The Odds of Death

C'mon bring me your best shot
Try to fight me again
Don't you think I will stop

These are the odds of death
Perish the only way

I'll crush you
It's time
To teach you manners, man
Respect and pride
Those things that you'll never learn

This will be
your nightmare
There's no way to escape
Now don't try to fight me
There's no chance of winning men

You can't win
You can't run
The odds are
High to die

These are the odds of death
Perish the only way

I'll crush you
It's time
To teach you manners, man
Respect and pride
Those thing that you'll never learn

This will be
your nightmare
There's no way to escape
Now don't try to fight me
There's no chance of winning men

You can't win
You can't run
The odds are
High to die

Written by:
Adrián Serna

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