-- Kivikasvon Kuolema --

Kivikasvo:

Verse1:
Pää täynnä viinaksia
Kivikasvo astuu areenalle!
Mitä vittua täällä mesotaan?

Turhaan kalpojanne kalistelette
Turhaan terillänne temmotte
Ei Kivikasvon nahkaa rauta lävistä

Teidät murran paljain käsin
Pelkkä pikkurillikin riittää
Panssareita en laisin kaipaa
Hyttysiä kun nitistän

Joten tulkaa sitten pikkumiehet
ja ylitsenne tallon

Verse2:
Kätyreitä on turha lähettää
On ananas aivonsa tuhonnut
Vain idiootti Kivikasvoa
lähtisi haastamaan

Puristan mehut vastustajistani
Pieniksi paloiksi pilkon
Jos nopea tarpeeks on jaloistaan
Saatan jopa antaa elää


Puhallan ja porttinne kaatuu
Murahdan ja muurinne murtuu
Turha sanansaattajan on
kiven takana lymyillä

Sanansaattaja:
Come then, Stoneface my dear,
Let us play!

*humming*

There's nothing quite like the smell of blood,
as it squeezes from the flesh.
The juice of life flows to my cup
And I drink it merrily!

First we do a cut!
And then we do a slice!
You gurgle to death while I grin

And then it's time to mutilate
your dead corpse for all to see

Oh I love my job...

Red-covered chaos
Yellow-tinted flesh
Panic in the eyes of your fellow men
How I love it
How I love it
Run children, run!
Monster from your nightmares is out to get you!

YES YOU!

On Kivikasvo kaatunut...

Soitan tuhatpäiselle yleisölle...
Soitin kädessä...
Kaikki hurraa...
Ja hyvä jumala, dinosaurus syö lavan!

Translation:

-- Death Of The Stoneface --

Stoneface:

Verse1:
Head full of booze
Stoneface enters the arena!
What the fuck is all this racket about?!

In vain you rattle your swords
Uselessly wave your blades
Iron has no effect on Stoneface's skin

I'll break you with my bare hands
Even mere pinky would do
I have no need for armour
When I'm squashing insects

So, come then little men
And I will stomp you.

Verse2:
It helps not to send your minions
The pineapple has ruined their brains
Only an idiot would seek
to challenge Stoneface

I will squeeze the juice out of my opponents
Cut them into tiny pieces
If they're quick enough on their feet
I might even let them live.


I blow and your gates fall down
I grunt and your walls topple down
It's useless for the Herald
to hide behind the stones.

The Herald:

Come then, Stoneface my dear,
Let us play!

*humming*

There's nothing quite like the smell of blood,
as it squeezes from the flesh.
The juice of life flows to my cup
And I drink it merrily!

First we do a cut!
And then we do a slice!
You gurgle to death while I grin

And then it's time to mutilate
your dead corpse for all to see

Oh I love my job...

Red-covered chaos
Yellow-tinted flesh
Panic in the eyes of your fellow men
How I love it
How I love it
Run children, run!
Monster from your nightmares is out to get you!

YES YOU!

The Stoneface has fallen

I play for an audience of thousands...
With my instrument on my hand...
Everybody's cheering...
And oh my god, a dinosaur is eating the stage!