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Yo
Listen
Take a look around you
Take a look in the world
What do you see?
(This is the land of shit)
A place of hate, raised on disgrace
With bodies spread all over the floor
And conversations about setting the scores
In this land there's no love
Is what goes by every men's thoughts
When we take a look at what goes around
It never comes around
It ends the same in the next round
(About to blackout)
Prepare yourself, here comes the new demise
An opportunity to shout out your battle cries
Either along or against the crowd
Remember you'll be responsible for the body count
(Think about the time)
We waste making new war games
(Think about the life)
That's wasted, it never seems to change
Repeating the same old same
Like mentally deranged
(Absolutely insane)
We're not knocking on heaven's doors
We're all caught in the eye of the storm
And the devil's breaking through the door
To the front, to the left, to the right, to the back
Feeling trapped
(With no way to go)
We're all naked under our clothes
We're all dead to the eyes of the world