cartridges ----------------- implements of wars in the holy books mean nothing to me they were written by crooks you justify your killing and your blood's spiling with worn out cliches but you know its not the truth red rage builds in me raising my will to be i nominate myself to be the saviour of my liberty - Yeah! chorus -------- fight for wisdom fight your own country fight your enemies and slaughter those who oppose me machine guns will speak in the next century more then anyone ever thought world war number 3 killing in god's name murder for the smallest gain dont sell your soul to the one in control if youre a devil's advocate red hunger lurks in me to kill and hunt my enemies i nominate myself to be the saviour of my liberty chorus dont betray the ones who supported you dont summon the ones who abandoned you so you draw your gun and shoot for pure fun a cruel vicious gunslinger free, wild, in the sun cartridges will fly another killing device starting to wonder if should have been born red rage builds in me raising my will to be i nominate myself to be the saviour of my liberty - Yeah! chorus -------- fight for wisdom fight your own country fight your enemies and slaughter those who oppose meBirth sign: Not entered
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