Hate Killing Project Songtext
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Hate Killing Project Songtext
Persecuted by a ring of madness
From your family′s genes
With a twisted mind full of hatred
And a mad spirit of lust to torment souls
Fury
I am the death that you could not hold
This chance alone I'd sacrifice
To mean nothing to me
The self-made justice is from your enemies
Madness
The hands of retribution wandering
With the answers as a tear
We mourn through act of violence
The murders of our state
With you hunting in the carnage
I am the saint of retribution
Waste the essential punishment
With no remorse of rights
Killing project
Mission to erase
Firm
Let the blood flow free
Retaliation is to cast the spines
I am your savior
The self-made justice is from your enemies
Madness
The hands of retribution wandering
With the answers as a tear
We mourn through act of violence
The murders of our state
With you hunting in the carnage
I am the saint of retribution
The blood pours in red veins
The place of weakness can′t be told
Begging for strength to mend
Peel the pages of pain
Anger released in a gathered form
Transform of bullets
Bring to the darkness
The darkness is no more
The self-made justice is from your enemies
Madness
The hands of retribution wandering
With the answers as a tear
We mourn through act of violence
The murders of our state
With you hunting in the carnage
I am the saint of retribution
From your family′s genes
With a twisted mind full of hatred
And a mad spirit of lust to torment souls
Fury
I am the death that you could not hold
This chance alone I'd sacrifice
To mean nothing to me
The self-made justice is from your enemies
Madness
The hands of retribution wandering
With the answers as a tear
We mourn through act of violence
The murders of our state
With you hunting in the carnage
I am the saint of retribution
Waste the essential punishment
With no remorse of rights
Killing project
Mission to erase
Firm
Let the blood flow free
Retaliation is to cast the spines
I am your savior
The self-made justice is from your enemies
Madness
The hands of retribution wandering
With the answers as a tear
We mourn through act of violence
The murders of our state
With you hunting in the carnage
I am the saint of retribution
The blood pours in red veins
The place of weakness can′t be told
Begging for strength to mend
Peel the pages of pain
Anger released in a gathered form
Transform of bullets
Bring to the darkness
The darkness is no more
The self-made justice is from your enemies
Madness
The hands of retribution wandering
With the answers as a tear
We mourn through act of violence
The murders of our state
With you hunting in the carnage
I am the saint of retribution
Writer(s): Vladimir Daniel Adzic, Martin Akesson, Erik Peterson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

