Deaths pointed at your head Your mind on the trigger pull it Bludgeon bodies gi have up their muted horror story Scene of your rage Death is not strange Blood on the walls You stand alone satisfied I will wake the silence in you I will shoot the violence through you Terrified by the thought that you are all alone Paralyzed by the fact that you are not alone you are losing your mind, Imlosing control you are losing your mind, as I bury your world I will wake the silence in you I will shoot the violence through you I can not remember yet someone always seems to die You are the reason why I became the chosen one I have got the right God makes no sense I have got the right I feel my back against the wall
[Lead: Hanneman]
Deaths pointed at your head Your mind on the trigger pull it Bludgeon bodies gi have up their muted horror story Scene of my rage Scene of my rage Death is your name you are facing your grave I taste your tears caress your face I watch you lie insane Dying for love Praying to die I want whats inside you Dressed in your blood You wear it well Dying because I care Your eyes are wide but you can not see Rotting my lust away I will shoot the violence through you And wake the part thats dead I hate the silence in you I want whats in your head
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