It's dominance you're after but weakness you reap
We'll all be laughing when the steel meets your teeth
Your cries of peace, they mean nothing to me
Destruction of pride, mission complete
We are the hounds, that you run from (x4)
You wanna talk but there's nothin to say
Lookin for a reason? Well you came to the wrong place
Slice you up with no hesitation
War dogs with a thirst of blood, for mayhem
Not thinkin straight, ain't slept in a week
Wired, with visions of putting you through the street
You play with fire but you're scared of the heat
Chaos and destruction is the only language we speak
Your cries of peace, they mean nothing to me
Cuz we're only happy when you're dead in the street