Exhorder - Homicide | Текст песни

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I love pain
I live to fight
Homicide is what I like
Full of anger
And filled with hate
Violent scene makes me feel great
Kill for pleasure
Kill for fun
Show no mercy on the helpless one
Run 'em through
Until they're dead
Cut the guts out, leave the body lay there

Homicide

Hang the Pope, and spill his blood
Leave his body lying in the mud
Rape the whore
Bestial lust
Slit her throat cause she's a lousy f**k
See the infant
Take its' life
Lick the blood off of the knife
Violent love
Violent hate
Feel content about the lives we take

Down on your knees
Piss on your pleas
Nowhere to hide
From homicide

f**k the authorities, piss on your lord
I am the law, death shall be
Pleasure to witness you become a corpse
There is no remorse

Pray to your god while you still have some time
Death is so near, lethal gasp
Slit your throat, violent rage, one more death, turn the page
Taste the blood of the victim possessed by the killing

Down on your knees
Piss on your pleas
Nowhere to hide
From homicide

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