Hunzistan, you've been livin' hell to me
You've hosted me since nineteen ninety one
I've seen 'em come and go and I've seen them die
And long ago I stopped askin' why
Hunzistan, I hate every inch of you.
You've cut me and have scarred me thru an' thru.
And I'll walk out a wiser weaker man;
Mister peace of shit - you can`t understand.
Hunzistan, what good do you think you do?
Do you think I'll be different when you're through?
You bent my heart and mind and you may my soul,
And your stone walls turn my blood a little cold.
Hunzistan, may you rot and burn in hell.
May your walls fall and may I live to tell.
May all the world forget you ever stood.
And may all the world regret you did no good.
DIY Cover of Johnny Cash`s San Quentin