Molotov Soul - Nocturnal Sindicate

WARNING: This auditory descent is not for the faint of heart. The Nocturnal Sindicate's compositions are designed to awaken the primal instincts that lie dormant within. Proceed with caution, and let the infernal audio consume you.
===lyrics=====================================================================
Title: Molotov Soul
(Verse 1)
Twisted metal, mangled chrome,
A world on fire, burning home.
He spits defiance, a feral scream,
Shattering silence, a broken dream.
(Chorus)
He's a gasoline heart, a Molotov soul,
A riot of rage, losing control.
He'll tear down the walls, ignite the night,
In the face of chaos, he'll still Fucking Fight.
(Verse 2)
Blood on his hands, fire in his eyes,
A symphony of rage, reaching the skies.
He'll fight to the death, a raging storm,
Unleashing the fury, tearing apart the norm.
(Chorus)
He's a gasoline heart, a Molotov soul,
A riot of rage, losing control.
He'll tear down the walls, ignite the night,
In the face of chaos, he'll still Fucking Fight.
(Bridge)
No surrender, no retreat,
A raging beast, taking to the street.
He'll dance with the devil, embrace the heat,
In the realm of madness, he'll find his feet.
Here we go again,
(Chorus)
He's a gasoline heart, a Molotov soul,
A riot of rage, losing control.
He'll tear down the walls, ignite the night,
In the face of chaos, he'll still Fucking Fight.
Demented Addon.
(end)