Rival factions battle Under siege the city implodes Rounds of ammo are scattered Today I'm playing god
Hail of bullets litter Infrastructure and dead flesh One wrong move and they'll be dead Murdered in the street
Adrenaline is now coursing All throughout my veins And I can hear my heart beating As I mow them down
My sympathetic nervous system's Fight or flight response Is dilating my pupils So that I'm a better shot
Shot Hollow points rip through their flesh
Ending the lives of oppressors A guerrilla-style resistance Killing authority in cold fucking blood Fill their bodies up with lead
Searching for the headman The final boss I have to kill Shoot my way through the hierarchy One by fucking one
Searching for the headman The final boss I have to kill His death won't be so swift I'll take my fucking time
His death will be so heinous
I have found his stronghold What a fucking coward Quivering in fear Hands up to show surrender
Two shots to his knee caps were Fired from my gun Collapsing on the floor into a pool of blood
Frantically I'm stabbing him In his fucking kidneys With my trusty bayonet So much blood is leaking As he keeps on screaming And his lack of fight is Really pissing me right off
Coward He begs to die quick
Shots fired at his back Turning him over To plan my next attack
Shove the bayonet in his mouth Cut his tongue off neat But he can still taste his defeat
Tasting his demise
The sweet taste of victory Is mine and ours to have Conquering the forces of our land
Making an example Of this piece of shit
Propped up for display
Rotting human scarecrow Exhibit for the wicked Decomposing dead flesh Reduced to carrion
Putrid decayed statue Will help us to remember Rancid heap of meat Monument of battle
Rotting human scarecrow Exhibit for the wicked Decomposing dead flesh Reduced to carrion
Putrid decayed statue Will help us to remember Rancid heap of meat Monument of battleTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
