Calling me a friend
It's something that i'm not
You've never been in hell
But from hell i was brought
It's something that i'm not
You've never been in hell
But from hell i was brought
A warbird in the skies
Buzzing through your ears
Feel it multiplies
Bombing through your fears
Is that all you've got?
Your weapons do no arm
I'll show you who's in charge
Charging without alarm
Blood will follow blood
You won't see my attack
A thousand miles an hour
You won't feel the impact
A war that made of lies
Income insanity
Burning crying eyes
It's self supremacy
The state it's suicide
By sending this attack
The world will not survive
We'll see no turning back
I will follow…
You… calling friend to whom you don't know
Strike…i will kill you…smash you…burn you
Eat…eat my bombs like they where fast food
Die…sure that no one will miss you at all!
I will follow…
You… calling friend to whom you don't know
Strike…i will kill you…smash you…burn you
Eat…eat my bombs like they where fast food
Die…sure that no one will miss you…
Killing in god's territory
Smashing men like they where 'story
Burnning state until destruction…
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