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Letras:The Messenger. Facility In Under 2:05.

Why don't you try taking lives for fun?
I never heard of such a thing.
I got reasons for what I do my reason to, my reason is you.
Let's walk the straight wood plank into our worst nightmares.
The ambience is set to blood red as our arms protect our heads.
And we are left up here to die but if I could just save one more life
I would say goodbye to thee, and kill the one next to me.

When you call my name the words don't mean anything.
A killing spree is born and I can't explain.
My armor has been downed so lower yours as well.
Makes for a faster kill.

This godforsaken chase of black and white has wheels.
There's nowhere else to run when blood treads from your heels.
So open up your pretty eyes cause honey I am a cut above the rest.

Move back people side to side.
Make way for the genocide.
Meet me when we both decide.
To meet when both these worlds collide.

I can't believe that this is it.
The worst is here to stay.
I'd rather die than live alone for God will take all
His sons home.
Front row seats for everyone to view this amazing event.
The headlines tonight:
A wanted man has died.
He took a knife to his neck.

When you call my name the words don't mean anything.
A killing spree is born and I can't explain.
My armor has been downed so lower yours as well.
Makes for a faster kill.
Makes for a faster kill.
Makes for a faster kill.
Makes for a faster kill.
Makes for a faster kill.

This godforsaken chase of black and white has wheels.
There's nowhere else to run when blood treads from your heels.
So open up your pretty eyes cause honey I am a cut above the rest