The White Death کے بول

White powder, full of poison Creeping through your veins Pulling at your body It's killing you inside No emotions just illusions Visions of the past Riding through hell We are the prisoners of hell Prisoners of hell Prisoners of hell Dealers and pushers can always be replaced The drug is the king The drug will catch you The white death See the hand of the devil Reaching for you He has got only one aim Bringing death to you Death to you Death to you Dealers and pushers can always be replaced The drug is the king The drug will catch you The white death