Из альбома: Dystopia

Justified obliteration, no one cares anymore
The Messiah or mass murderer
No controlling who comes through the door
A culture made of cover ups
Where leprosy touch their flesh
Fall back with meetings and rendezvous
The vultures have come home to nest
The clock runs out, the weakest link
A deadly strike, the threat is real!
Seen the burnished images of A crestfallen agency
Violence conditioning, cause the nature of the enemy
Your terminal lack of vision
Blinded, I see no lights
A quiet lack of perspective
Their cancer now eats us alive
A fatal shot, a lust for blood
The final act, the threat is real!
Justified obliteration, no one cares anymore
The Messiah or mass murderer
No controlling who comes through the door
A culture made of cover ups
Where leprosy touch their flesh
Fall back with meetings and rendezvous
The vultures have come home to nest
The clock runs out, the weakest link
A deadly strike, the threat is real!
A fatal shot, a lust for blood
The final act, the threat is real!

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