Dead Man Songtext
von Nocturne

Greed plus war
Plus deception equals profits
(Make that man a dead man!)
Killing of your leaders is
The only way to stop it
One act of violence
Can save this dying nation
Cut out the cancer with a
Simple operation

If you think
That you were born too late
See what a difference
A gun in your hand makes
Take back your freedom,
Ask the world if might makes right
Illuminate the criminals in charge
With a laser sight


Life right center...
...It really doesn′t matter
The rich get richer and the
Fat get fatter

Every night I say my prayers
"Oh let them die."
I say my prayers

They build their empire with our
Bodies as foundation
The time has come for total
Annihilation

If you think
That you were born to late
See what a difference...
A bomb in your hand makes
Leave this world with a
Lasting impression
Blow up the capitol
With congress in session

Every night I say my prayers
"Oh let them die."
I say my prayers
"Oh let them die, oh make them die."