.[Verse 1]
You can choose any kind of Roman torture
Nobody leaves the line of suiciders
Please, pass me the ball,
Iâll just puncture it
[Chorus]
In the beginning was the Sport
The fresh blood flows out of your throat
When youâve caught a dirty shot
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