Blood Money

Lyrics

Disgust, contempt for the air you breathe
 Soulless, coward you're a fucking disease
 With every ounce of strength that I've got left
 I won't stop until you feel what I feel
 No one will save you now
 Who would save you?
 Focus now if only for a moment to collect the thoughts
 I've become the instrument of death
 Your face stares back now, blank and lifeless
 Your eyes betray that glimmer of fear
 The hope, the plead that I might relent
 No longer man, now the bullet made flesh
 And the gun in your mouth's only fueling my bloodlust
 No one will save you now
 Who would save you?
 Focus now if only for a moment to collect the thoughts
 I've become the instrument of death
 Your face stares back now, blank and lifeless
 How the fuck could it have come to this
 I don't know what happened to self control
 Fate consumes and your debt will be paid
 With every pint you spill for me
 Everybody dance
 Retribution comes in many forms
 But I've saved the best for you
 There's nothing left to tie me to this world
 Except to be the one to avenge the fallen
 It's so easy to prey on the weak
 When the weak don't have a choice
 Just imagine if the bled fought back to reclaim what's been taken from them
 Blood money

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Song Details

Duration
04:02
Key
11
Tempo
170 BPM

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