Killing reads on your face
We know the kill, will arise
Fear starts behind your gun
Suffer, shoot – use your arm
[Murmurs]
Smoke churned into the room
Collapse, the heat of murder
Why can you bring – come closer… [?]
Lost the control of the burning path [?]
[Murmurs]
Shooting reads on your face
The need to kill, will arise
Fear starts behind your gun
Suffer, shoot – use your arm
Someone deserved, over the dead one ???
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