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...