Bloodshed of a conservative force
Death is
selling well of course
Third world is an
easy aim
Let's start the slaving game
In times of ignorance
It's the
cruel who will decide
Of a life and death
license
No chance to hide
Vendetta
Kill or be killed too much
blood
Has already been spilled
Vendetta
The soul demands for revenge
Punish all of those who don't have the inner
strength
Lustful blood and games
Pain has too many names
Fight fire with
fire
Builds up a sad and cruel empire
How to sort out the difference
Between gravity and nonsense
In times of
manipulation
Truth or imagination?
The blood thirst of the hypnotized masses
Screams for more gore and guts
The play
is over ashes to ashes
The lucky survivor
will go nuts...