Strike Master suicidal license

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We drink, then crawl the wall – and throw up all our guts
We laugh, and curse, the cross – am I not a son of god?
Late night, red eyes, my vice – live fast but never die
A Jack, a John, a Jim? – why not the three of them
Remorse is for the weak – we live in discontrol
A knife, of shinning steel! – to slice on my own arm
Acid for blood
Acid for blood
Acid for blood
Arrange revenge tonight – a strike not to forget
One voice, broke bones, I won – strangulation on the ground
Corrupt the peace in violence – In an eternal mosh
Erase my trace in life – survival is in game
Confess the crimes you did – you're nearer from the death
Embrace your fatal end- redemption never ends
Auto destructive solutions – the choice is life or death
Mission executed – to die under the metal blade
Acid for blood
Acid for blood
Acid for blood

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