Don´t talk to me with
That smug attitude
That self-righteous sting in
Your voice makes me sick
You fool, you liar,
You workless piece of shit
You´re a good-for-nothing
Waste of space,
A fucking hypocrite
As the bullets start to fly
So hear me clearly
As darkness fills the sky
As the bullets start to fly
Listen to me eulogy
Right before you die
As the bullets start to fly
You are a walking blasphemy
A living lie
As the bullets start to fly
Start to fly, start to fly,
You´re gonna die
Don´t think you can ostracige
Me with your lies
I'm coming on full-force
With vengeance in my mind
You're about to find out
How power feels
When you're on the receiving
End of a tyrant''s heel
You talk about us as if
You understand our lives
But the only thing you care about
Is if your bank account survives
I see you everyday
When I'm out on the town
And one day I'll lose my mind
And come to hunt you down
You're an inversion of truth,
A spiritual disease
You've spend our birthright,
I've come to claim the fee
I'm the power of a billion souls
Rising from the grave
I am the hand of retribution
For those you have betrayed...
