Kill The Client

Final Days

Kill The Client


Wild shooters roam the streets
Head shot snipers hide above
Machetes work the houses

Selling final moments of horror
No law left, no retribution
No one to stop the insanity

Civilians turned demons
Inhaling the power of fear like crack
I sit here waiting for the door to be forced

Prepared to execute my own hatred
I have waited my entire life for this moment

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