Too long we let this all fall apart Too long we believed in those with no heart Too long fake fools we let them have their say No more will you disgrace
into Germany, but we all know the score I know that I'm not coming back like those that did before Now the flare gun fires and we get the go Say good
[lyrics by Harry Conklin] We're on the prowl and our claws are bared There is no holding back so you'd better beware My sights are homing in, I feel
shall be alive Suffering, indulged in sin as flesh and fire are one within Raping heavens to the thunders roar Bring forth the circle and the skys we
their knowledge like Crumbs As I fall millions of miles through the core of the Sun The more light we have come to bring the terror so just run My chucks are
since you my brother Get yo' ass on in here Cause we gettin ready to take things down the line Here we go one time Prepare yourself for mc terror And
the where we at (where we at) Check the scary facts of the where we at (where we at) Check the scary facts of the where we at (where we at) Check the
no mamas I think the whole world addicted to the drama Only attracted to things that'll bring you trauma Overseas, yeah, we try to stop terrorism But we
Deeper into Germany, but we all know the score I know that I'm not coming back like those that did before Now the flare gun fires and we get the go
is solid. 2nd chorus repeated three times: We are the l. (what!) We are the o. (what!) We are the n. (what!) We are the s. (what!) Chorus repeated
got no mamas I think the whole worlds addicted to the drama Only attracted to the things that bring you trauma Overseas yeah we tryin to stop terrorism But we
horrors every day. You self-sustaining hordes of meat Pave and bathe in deceit and defeat. It seems your mortal eyes failed to realize... We are no more alive
as it is and it's all good and we're gonna get grown And everyday we face a battle inside but it don't matter if we win or lose we all gonna die yeah
, naked baby melts alive Burnt flesh and rubble from sea to dead shore Such a hideous theater of war But that was the end, why? There are so many more
alive Think of the babies you buried alive You can't kill terror, so let's declare war There's so many dead that we can't keep score Madness and reason we
syas your time has not begun we will send you back, but we will have our fun it won't take long and you'll be back for good we'll let you meet the axe
're hearin' Is the crack talk In South Africa many a brother died Tryin' to fight back against apartheid Bombs are flying, people are dying Terrorists terrorizing
His mind must be tormented Rotting yet alive Terrorism tactics When will we draw the line CHORUS How many times must we die In the name of peace Now we
