Raised up by the belts on his back by his Dad 'til it swells.
Ready to cut, curve his heart from his breast courting hell.
From time to time he mixed with gangs for plunder,
needed to earn some money for drinks.
Staying away from the bona fide killers.
Because he's scared, he could slip up for live.

KILLER - YOU LIVE WITH SPITE
NEVER - SLEEP AT NIGHT

The souls of his victims
were chanting their grim lullabies.
A girl that he loved, would love him
as long as he lied in her face.
No need for planned provisions for his old age.
There's one retirement plan which is jail.
For dozens of clans demanded final revenge.
(He'd) run for his live, he'd fight and he'd fail.

KILLER - YOU LIVE WITH SPITE
NEVER - SLEEP AT NITE
KILLER QUICK ON THE DRAW
SHADOWS STRIKE HIM WITH AWE

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