DESCRIPTION:
Track #6 from Blood Command's "Funeral Beach" LP out fall 2012 on Fysisk Format!
LYRICS:
«High Five For Life»
(T/M: Andersen)

Do you really know 'bout the primitives carved in black with toxics from the swarm
Don't wanna go to the burial underneath the number of the scorn

Beggars on the run, will be eating their hands off in euphoria you'll bet
just brace the gun until its causing the breeders to admonish all regret
This bloody carnage is getting over
leaving all planes 'cause its getting colder
On to the wonderfull death
'cause if you thrive like that you must render the debt

So Please Baby Please, Won't You Please Take Me Home!
I don't wanna wander off alone
cause You're Kind Of Like Vanilla Ice, You're Kind Of Like Vanilla Ice Ice Baby.
And My Mama Said That Ain't No Good