No Remorse Thrash

Single Bullet

No Remorse Thrash


Stand still, freeze your moves, cold heart man now shoots
No remorse, nothing to lose, put your efforts into a single bullet
Seeking the target in the camp, aiming in the head
Looking for a prey, now you're dead

Cold and hunger, that's the feeling (single bullet)
Hate and fury ffeds my thoughts (in your head)
Dead bodies fills my sights (blood's running)
Blood bath here tonight (you are dead)

Fingering the trigger of the weapon, fucking killing machine ready to kill
Sick mind with evil thoughts, planning to shatter someone
Rip through the flesh, finish one's life
Expose your head, and you'll die

In the battlefield, stained with blood and mud
He know's that every man
Fights his own war