Killing Joke - Walking With Gods | Текст песни

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• Killing Joke
• Walking With Gods

Fight by day, fuck by night prepare to die at anytime enemy smash me down i still come back for more each round.

Salvations not just a pill to escape but your skill fight on until death intervenes against all odds overcome all logic, reason walking with gods, feeling high, 'cos i've entered eden.

Tribal mentality, our reality not held back by hypocrites morality don't underestimate our resolve each and every dog has his day.

Outnumbered we are few tasted blood now come for you, you the hour, you the place, you our destiny we embrace.