Тексты песен «Pro-Pain»

The war on terror No truth, all lies Awaken the masses Open your eyes Yeah!! Kill, rape, torture, pillage, as time marches on A vicious agenda de force Neocon Prize in sight, so we fight, and we pray that the kids are...

I've payed the fool before it burned me to the core I put my pride on the shelf Lots of broken hearts to repair So I learned to confide in myself No rhyme, no reason, no place to hide to try and escape the pain inside...

Douse the well with poison Call me when it's done Make sure there's no choice in all matters yet to come Follow me through darkness and trust my evil lead Bring death to those that shun us and swallow every seed And...

Stuck in a rut of a depression Putting every emotion to the test Infatuation, obsession It's making you feel like you're the best Well, I for one, another person Who never connected with a crowd My isolation is crucial...

now we've seen it all before and there will come a time when we'll see it all again frown upon a distant shore with intent to pulverize and sacrifice our men we live we learn to love this senseless on parade what...

Beat down like a pile of junk Politically incorrect We knew he deserved the best But he never got no respect Six kids and an empty wallet With a hole the size of a dime Not a dollar or a dream to boot He thanks God for...

The first taste of freedom left a bitter taste and that's the reason why I hate The one way system of society and millions of people who say "why me"? If one world ain't enough for all of us I'll pack a bag in time to...

Odessa Texas 1948 Destined for greatness, and he couldn't wait As for motive, that's up for debate Lone Star, yeah... he's packin the heat Rubbin elbows with the social elite Who took notice of a world at his feet The...

They're getting all in your face, coming down right at you from a higher place. You're at a loss for words from the craziest shit that you ever heard. So take a back seat quick, lay low, play dead, or face sick. Pray...

he wakes up early to watch regis at nine his summer clothes are of the finest design his ethnic maid will serve him breakfast in bed he likes to travel but lives at club med i've got: pain and problems on my...

Well it's 6 am at the white house And the sun's just about to break Gonna go for a run with the C.I.A And talk shop with my boys in Kuwait We got ethnic cleansing in Bosnia While the Haitian's come in by boat I think...

o.k. - lets get it out - enough with the small talk i can count your lies like cracks on the sidewalk same old stories of when we used to hang out down with the crowd we had the whole gain out nothin' to do with the...

they don't care what you say they don't care what you do they don't care what you think it's killing me and killing you fuck this bullshit better do something fast first impression, make it last call it democracy that's...

Documented tactics - our motives are clear Anonymously bogus sent to you from us here A lethal proposition that you'll read as you weep While the bombings so relentless to deprive you of sleep The torture never...

Bout time you showed up I was just about to count you out for giving up When we were young we talked about the same things Lyrically redundant, mentally stimulating We sure knew how to ride a crowd The cops showed up...

beyond the realms of death lies beneth the earth a beast and all is well as he rots in hell in myth made by man but he's soon to be released he's dismissed but not deceased and to the church he came...

High up upon that hill Up above our land Armed to the teeth With wit and weapon in our hand Got to resist, we know To never relent although we better believe in Ourselves enough to land the final blow The demon seed was...

War is hate and life is pain In a world so evil From the cradle to the grave We're on a road to nowhere... Going nowhere With broken hearts and idle minds We're wishing away Our shattered realities That left us in ruins...

I am to me, not what you think, or what you see. How would you feel if I would tell you to fuck off, and the reason - for keepin it real. Always the same. I am to blame for your sorrows after the fall. Thinking of me...

Burn the bridge And severe all ties to the right Kiss the kids Cause daddy's gone off to fight Brace yourself For the search and seizure of the land We'll spread the wealth And finally gain the upper hand In death and...