Текст песни Persuader - Fire At Will
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Stalking the shadows in search for a dreamThe dream of ne0n-nightmaresFrom your guns they feedA target selectedComing up from behindNow the light of the city, it triggers his mindBehind corners like the judgment so unkindA target selectedLeft is a body undeadSo face itNo one knows the one who diesIt`s never to be toldSpinal chill, fire at willA will for more, printed to the coreLeft is a body undeadThe dawn approaches, it`s killing his lustBeams of light ascend and penetrate his eyesEvery second you`re away, he`s fallingWhen the sun begins to fade, I`m mourningAnd as the shadow kills the light, I`m burningBut the world won`t stop, it keeps on turning