Frontline cold touch

Karma, let me be your arm of justice.
Let my blows strike true.
Trapped here on this corrupt earth.
Let vengeance reign.
Condemned, a twisted soul.
A broken oath, a world so cold.
Sins committed, never forgiven.
I'm here to do the devil's work.
Bruised fists, blood spilled.
Tormented by karma's cold touch.
Sins committed, never forgiven.
My mind is ready to fulfil God's will.
Karma, let me be your arm of justice.
Let my blows strike true.
Trapped here on this corrupt earth.
Let vengeance reign.
The end will come.
The end will come.
You can't escape.
Karma's cold touch.