Jungle Rot - Virus | Текст песни

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Virus – murder
Virus – murder
Tools of the slaves
Controlled forever, no one is saved
Virus – murder
Virus – murder
Even the score, blood sickened cells, tools of the war
Hunter – hunted
You will be the first to die
At my feet the bodies lie
Sickened – weakened
Carried by the winds of hate
The virus will assimilate
Hunter – hunted
Divide and conquer
One by one, fever boiling everyone
Sickened – weakened
Carried by the winds of hate
The virus will assimilate
It will grow!
You will die!
It will thrive!
Sickened – weakened
Carried by the winds of hate
The virus will assimilate

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