saw what was coming You could have resisted everything It was our time to get up And that was our day to win You are victims of your own apathy Victims
saw what was coming; you could have resisted everything. It was our time to get up and that was our day to win. You are victims of your own apathy, victims
Hey man how we love them TEC's Ain't gotta dump 'em But when we find the muthafuckin' snitch Lynch 'em Head straight for the ditch Victims say we got
tight forever Mouth wired shut forever Body parts dissever. You will see no more Never.... Lowerd into the ground You will never hear another sound
nothing but bones Violently cutting, seriously hacking Sounds of death fill the air Bones sticking out, ripped from sockets Blood spurting everywhere Victim
by the rotten flesh Killed, thrilled, blood spilled The price of disaffection when the reaper raids his victim Rapid rape, ravished rage The sound of
catch up to you all All of you motherfucker And you know what I'm saying Cause at the end, at the end we all diiiie [jacken] Sounds like gods are crying
hell The dead will walk the earth Carrion Inspired to live again A rotten horde Disintegrating forms of men Their victims rise Infected by the evil
away Two slimy creatures, suspicious features In camouflage they're waiting to attack They start their mission in sound and vision And drag their victims
nothing but bones Violently cutting, seriously hacking, sounds of death fill the air Bones sticking out, ripped from sockets, blood spurting everywhere Victim
[M: Q, ROTTEN SOUND] [L: G] You?re entitled to kill for your government You need to gain glory by punishing innocent No understanding of the deeds No
catch up to you all All of you motherfucker And you know what I'm saying cause at the end, at the end we all diiiie [Jacken] Sounds like Gods are crying
Murmers fell on a cold Monday When she spits out her words like a for-tay There?s no right answer I can give When I hear that hurtful sound I?m a victim
