Testo di Psychokilling

Continuous transformations on earth! The soil stained with the blood of the vanquished Roars forgotten in time, are present in the mind Scars on the bodies of survivors, shedding skin Old soldiers, instruments of power, no strength today So forgotten heroes die alone The real killers do not get their hands dirty The killing psycho on you, it's my ecstasy You think you can escape, but runs in a circle Returning to me, makes his glory tears Pride are sorrows, my ancestors died by their hands The real killers don't get their hands dirty But I did, and with great honor by those who could not scream Do you remember, how many killed? Do you remember, how many women raped? I was there and saw it all happen Love turned into hate Human rights, condemn me Justice will be done I'm bloodthirsty The real killers don't get their hands dirty! The real killers don't get their hands dirty! The real killers don't get their hands dirty! The real killers don't get their hands dirty! Look into my eyes, before dying I see the blood incente in your soul What do you see?