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Kill, Kill, Kill
- wykonawca: Blood Duster
In secret rooms with whispered words they spoke of changes
Anew world order free of fault to span the ages
A perfect plan in a perfect world the perfect fantasy
And I know that next that it's me
An unfinished fight is a thief in the night
That returns to tear out your heart
Ashes to ashes dust to dust enemy armor left to rust
One strike is all that it takes
One strike an enemy makes
One strike bringer of changes suffer the pain cause it's war
An upper echelon power grip money's talking
In the streets it has turned its back a nightmare stalking
The scales of justice work for some and let the rest go free
As the blood runs through your hands I know that next it's me
One strike is all that it takes
One strike an enemy makes
One strike bringer of changes suffer the pain cause it's war
In churches built for worship the altars are empty
To finance a minority rule the offerings are plenty
A perfect plan in a perfect world perfect hipocrisy
And I know next that it's me
One strike is all that it takes
One strike an enemy makes
One strike bringer of changes suffer the pain cause it's war
In secret rooms with whispered words they spoke of changes
Anew world order free of fault to span the ages
A perfect plan in a perfect world the perfect fantasy
And I know that next that it's me
An unfinished fight is a thief in the night
That returns to tear out your heart
Ashes to ashes dust to dust enemy armor left to rust
One strike is all that it takes
One strike an enemy makes
One strike bringer of changes suffer the pain cause it's war
An upper echelon power grip money's talking
In the streets it has turned its back a nightmare stalking
The scales of justice work for some and let the rest go free
As the blood runs through your hands I know that next it's me
One strike is all that it takes
One strike an enemy makes
One strike bringer of changes suffer the pain cause it's war
In churches built for worship the altars are empty
To finance a minority rule the offerings are plenty
A perfect plan in a perfect world perfect hipocrisy
And I know next that it's me
One strike is all that it takes
One strike an enemy makes
One strike bringer of changes suffer the pain cause it's war