Dimebag by Watcha Lyrics

This song is dedicate to the memory
Of Dimebag Darrell
Killed by a mother fucking head case
Rest in peace
Falling down we all fall down
We're broken in two
By demons be driven
But tell us the reason
Why all became true?
Now we walk with a message in blood
We're stepping nowhere in a mud
New level for devil
With that bloody spell
Killing cowboys from hell
Death rattle in the air
Oh like a nightmare
Oh what a fucking spell
God bless you Darrell
All that brings to cemetery gates
This love is now hate
Clash with reality
Shotgun fatality, fucking insanity
Mouth for war with a gun in a hand
The art of shredding man
Someone is shooting
And someone is falling
Psycho fucking holiday
Death rattle in the air
Like a nightmare
Oh what a fucking spell
God bless you Darrell
War of nerves making us
Fucking hostile
No one deserve a spell so vile
It's a tribute to the cowboy from hell
It 's our tribute;
We 're screaming your name
It is a tribute, goodbye Darrell
It is a tribute
To the cowboy from hell, from hell
Cowboy from hell, cowboy from hell
This world is fucking insane punk!
Darrell