Killer Instinct - Angelus Apatrida

You hear the sound of the keys in the lock

Once again he comes as drunk as a lord

«Hey bitch!

Guess who has come home!

I hope the dinner is ready and hot!»

You tremble with fear as he grabs his belt

This is time could be your last breath

Insults and lashes become your every day

Your children cry as you are beaten again

Not brave, she’s not of your own

The killer instinct is your disorder

Mental disease ain’t a proof of love

You made your monster, sentenced to death

Solo: David G. Álvarez

You can end this wretched life right here

You are stronger than your fear

One day you have to stop this carnage

It’s time to face it with courage

Not brave, she’s not of your own

The killer instinct is your disorder

Mental disease ain’t a proof of love

You made your monster, sentenced to death

Solo: Guillermo Izquierdo

Don’t you ever lay a finger on her

Take a look to all those scars you made

Shut up!

I don’t wanna hear your shit!

Step back, you deserve to die!

Cut his throat, take his tongue

And pull it through the hole

Tears his balls, put them in his dirty mouth

Grab a rope around his neck

And throw him off the wall

Unwelcome abusers and batterers to this home

Not brave, she’s not of your own

The killer instinct is your disorder

Mental disease ain’t a proof of love

You made your monster, sentenced to death