Hate Dept. - New Son Army | Текст песни

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The tiny pinch, bugs are circling
They carry picket signs and lethal sting
Hold up a puppet hand to take the blame
Chase off the sick dogs no one will claim

This time the blood spill comes from you
With every fist, shit point of view
This is the gun, two-headed snake
Collective will, only coffins break
New son army
New son army
New son army

Follow a cold-blooded copy
Through a ravaged maze of high command
Report for clean boots and guarantees
Withholding judgment of the dirty hands

This time the blood spill comes from you
With every fist, shit point of view
This is the gun, two-headed snake
Collective will, only coffins break
New son army
New son army
This is the gun, two-headed snake
Collective will, only coffins break
New son army
New son army
New son army

Campaigns of white flags and skies of blue
Of peace and adoration we'll pretend
Built onto shame of victims no one knew
Is where the power of the people ends

This time the blood spill comes from you
With every fist, shit point of view
This is the gun, two-headed snake
Collective will, only coffins break
New son army
New son army
This is the gun, two-headed snake
Collective will, only coffins break
New son army
New son army
New son army

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