Victims 歌词

Faces Of Death, 1, 2 and 3 Murder and violence on film Perverted acts that infest the world Is this really God's will? Madman and butchers running the land With a cross on their chest And the good book in hand Pointing a finger at those who oppose Quieting the facts and truths undisclosed Hatred, all of that is different Victims, of the ones that you trust Ignorance, controlling your actions Victims Watch the TV, and you'll see the news The ends that our world is coming to Falsified glory, delusions of grandeur A true patriot kills at will Madmen and sadists make their demands With a cross on their chest And the good book in hand Dogs in high places deliver a curse, by splitting their Atoms, destroying the earth