Gjorde klart en nlåt nyligen. "Tarantula Roulette". Dock tror jag att jag skall övergå till svenska texter istället, och om saker jag själv varit med om. Oj, det där lät ju väldigt översittare, men det är lättare förklara en känsla man själv är familjär vid. Dessutom är svenska texter underskattade. Kents texter<3. Dessutom brukar svenska punkband ha väldigt bra texter.

One, two, three, four
Empty words, we decay
Solemn beauty, lies incarnated

The viper and the tarantula sitting face to face,
in an human shape hiding what cumbers inside.
Miss Tarantulas eyes show no emotion,
as she carefully reaches for her gun down below.
The viper does not turn back nor leave,
he tenses up and gets ready to play
One, two, three, four
Play the tarantulas roulette

Two bullets floating around, alienation come now
"Everything is at stake now, please help me."
The one that loses, does not only die,
but his soul will be unable to fly and stay earthbound.

One, two, three, four
Empty words, decaying shell
Shallow beauty, lies dwell

One, two, three, four
Play the tarantulas roulette

One, two, three, four
Play the tarantulas roulette

And so the story ended, with only one survivor.
Tricks and licks, the spider wins.
"Did your mother not teach you, to not trust snakes,"
a whisper is heard, before disappearing.