Hunting Season. Irrational Reason. Spill the Blood, of Child of God.
Dressed in white Camouflage I entered the white Forrest of Eden. The Beauty denies genocide acts, and hidden underneath white Leaf I wait for the Shoot.
The Target in my T'scope. With erected Cock. Calculate the Distance. The Trigger licks my Skin.
The Sound of Death, tear up the Silence. A Full Metal Jacket, rapes the holy Flesh.
I see the Victim fall, with me comes the Death. But my T'scope's yet fixed, on another Match.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.