feelin the wrath
boiling inside
ragin the war
yelling i go
running 2 die
die with hounour
the life we lead
immoral fools
yet fuked up fleets
die 2 clean the red stained floors
blood stained swords
red blood we swoon
slaughterin the men playin with the boon
boon 2 kill boon 2 breed
boon 2 like the demon within
stronger ur body
stronger ur soul
yet one day
we have 2 die
die a brutal death
swords drawn inside the hearts
still beatin wounded .....blood stained the sword
where rains flows down
in darkned maroon
the blood in ur veins
starts to burn
feelin the body shiverin n ern
ernin the sins we thought we'd cleaned
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