Let us kill you, spill your fucking blood.
We will do this in the name of your God.
А fictional fucker that never existed.
If he was real, I bet he was twisted.
In this situation we need no preacher.
But you never learned to shut your mouth.
We never worshiped your blind teacher.
Now we see you lying dead at dawn.
We warned you, but you came in our way.
Our intention is to go, not to stay.
“Murder” is the question, the answer is “Yes”.
Take these bullets in your holy chest!
We don’t have time to spit in your face.
We just wanna get out of this creepy place.
All we care now is our salvation.
The spilled blood reminds of this damnation.
Fuck you! Bitch!
Yeah!
The bullet in you is the proof,
That we believe only in ourselves.
Our dreams deny your ways.
We will achieve goals without you.
Our dreams belong to us and no one else.
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