Letra de Salvation At The Barrel Of A Gun

There is a war coming I know it, do they know it? Do they know I know? For I am an instrument of the revolution I have chosen a moving target Burning - Taught - Sweat - Delirium It has no face, it cannot Steel - Pressure - Bones - Crack It will serve it's purpose Nausea - Calm - Anger - Rising It will be the first of many And this I am sure of... The winter has been long this year I've been bitten before I am sleeping with cold steel Listening for a foot on the stair All I have is this - my salvation A bullet with your name carved on it My finger on the trigger Deep - Fear - Inner - Silence One shot, one kill - one way Nerves - Wracked - Blood - Boils It falls back and to the ground Dead calm and inner peace The first of many When the day comes I will not hesitate I cannot hesitate