Raise your hands In plain view Make no move Any action will be considered An agression against us We keep the right to shoot Without warning To your back To have eyes but to be blind The presence of hatecore is around To have a tongue but to be dumb Lynch law without declaration of crime You better run The time has come to pay the price The chase for your life has begun You better learn Embrace the things you fear Behind the next corner something might hide Coup de grace and no corpse has been found No remorse! It was only your life