The Scream ©℗2015 NSΩW
Is this the end
in total silence
of slow death
Ive cant breath
Is this an final
at all us bleed
without a trace
extinction of our race
Execution for the best
Are this all a sick test
Activated and ready to kill
for fight of ours are ours
the days are come close
then dig up guns n resist
intruders we ain't accept
you piece of shit
invaders onto our lands
runners that run will run
traitors shall be hanged
from tree, enemy of feed
like since very old times
grandfather I shall make you proud
until the slaughter enemies scream
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