Bastard nation

Hit man

Bastard nation
Right now
You better run
Coz hunting season’s just begun
You can not hide or flee
In every hiding place I’ll get thee

Calling me
The Angel of Doom
Plunged into darkness I hide from the light of the moon
Don’t take it to your heart
I just have to do my job

Too late
I’ve got you
There’s really nothing you can do
I’ve watched every move you made
Making use of your fatal mistake

Tasting
The smell of death
This is the time for your final breath
Feeling the adrenalin rush
My finger on the trigger – say goodbye!

Bridge:
Killing is my business
And I know how to kill with style
Loving the thrill of the chase
You can kiss your ass goodbye

Nowhere to run
No place to hide
Breathing down your neck
No chance to survive

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