You've seen the men bashed up by crowd
Wild pain, blood puddles on the ground
No matter who the bastards were
Just try to answer what it’s for
You’re sick of bloodshed on the streets
Of scum with shit inside their fuckin’ heads
Caucasian mafia, nazis or police
If they like violence – they should get
Fuck, let’s make our cruel existence
Just a little bit better
Just a little bit clearer
Killing the scum
You’ve seen the soldier mother’s eyes
Non-battle casualties, you know
You’ve seen the people at the edge
And those, who do not care at all
…Government and bureaucrates
…Criminals, corrupted cops
…Indifference and ignorance
…I wonder if it ever stops
I know that yesterdays victims
Are tomorrow’s oppressors
I know that violence breeds violence
It is in our nature
Fuck, let’s make our cruel existence
Just a little bit better
Just a little bit clearer
Killing the scum

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