No time for spindoctor's medicine Cooked up by the government, selling me some cover-up Sponsored information, crack pipes in the shopping malls Nothing but another drug, a license they can buy and sell
I don't mind dying I don't mind dying I don't mind dying When that call it comes, I will be ready for war
No time for backhanded compliments From bourgeois apologists desperate for an incident Real-estate assassins, assessing my predicament My dollar bills dependant upon it being in their interest
I don't mind dying I don't mind dying I don't mind dying When that call it comes, I will be ready for war
There is power in the blood, justice in the sword When that call it comes, I will be ready for war Power in the blood, justice in the sword When that call it comes, I will be ready
I will raise mah sword up right To the bright and shining light Stained crimson red with the blood of the unredeemed And as I cut them limb from limb, and I dash all their kith and kin You know, their bodies I will bury in the deep Because there's power in the blood There's power in the bloodTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
