Letra de Target

I feel like a target People want me to die Sick want my suffering I hate to hear your voices in my mind Everyone is sick bunch The world needs air I need to breathe No No No I'll continue I will win And triumph Give me the wings for me to fly I will show everything I learned And I know how to orchestrate I'll kick the ass of every son of a bitch who doubted me All of you will die and I will live forever the God of darkness My mind burns in chaos My soul burns in turmoil I deserve triumph and all my power then Those of spiritual energy will live The awakened continued the journey to eternal freedom Fools! Hahaha