There's some that say we won't last
Say that we could
if you got something to say
then come my way
i'm guarded
Unholy pedophile
Preying on the innocent
Protected by the papacy
So called men
Let me paint you a portrait of a man
whose very
Turn on the havoc
let confusion reign
Random acts of violence
shall not
It is no mystery
What you get is what you see
You
Your body lies without a twitch-can't move
Feeling gone, nothing to
Rumanian dictator, emperor for life
Lived a life of luxury shared
Brainwashed into madness
your children are killers without fear
Manipulate and
He was just a poor boy livin' down by the
Power fortune and fame
Only a delusion inside your brain
But those
Life spent with lips on glass
Another hit, just one more
Voices inside my head are making me go mad
Now I'm
When the missiles are falling, and the reaper comes calling
You
Can you hear the roar? I sounds like a war
It's
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