lots of bullet wasted,
Dogs are barking angry,
kids crying loudly,
Don't cross the line,
if you are the criminal,
don't cross the line,
if you are innocent,
to feel guilty is your obligation,
now you bring along the new infection
Dirty old man look specious,
stealing away precious beauties,
getting stoned each night,
he thought he was right,
such a fool's paradise
Happy in faces of angst,
with rifle in hands,
madness crowding in his head,
shoot e'm now,shoot e'm down,
let them stumble on their knees
In the end,
you'd be cursed,
punished by God,
heaven is closing,
hell is calling,
goodbye my friend
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