Knife - Motörhead

Nothing for me here, life in the dust

The desert sings of bones

You can wait forever

No one will pass you by

The snake has eyes of stone

His mouth is death

He takes your life, he fears no knife

It bites him too

There’s no place like hell

Life in the fire, a funeral pyre for you

You can scream and cry

Nobody cares

The dead do what, they do

Your fate is death

You take your life, you fear the knife

It bites you too

Brothers of the snake

Sisters of the flame

We’re not the same as you

We know you well

We wait in hell

We burn with lust for you

Our touch is death

You taste our breath

We fear the knife

We take your life

It bites us too

It bites us too

You take a life, you feel the knife

It bites us too

It bites us too