Текст (слова) песни: Divine Empire - Murder Suicide
Loss of all control Your next move is waiting Planning your attack Life is so degrading Needless to be sane You won`t see it coming Get down on your knees Hands tied behind your back
Unsheathed is your gun Judgment is forthcoming Time to take a life Bodies scatter running Take down those you hate Sealed now is your fate Victims of demise It`s you that I despise