Militant Life

Militant Life
Traitors
Your blood will flow before my eyes
Traitors
Its still me, against the rain, wind and fire,
32years old still speaking the truth
Fear your own shadow you evil motherfuc***.
I follow my own truth, the sacred course of my existence
Raised in the name of the nameless
I am here to fight and dance among them
You deserve disrespect, humiliation and death
you spit on the flag you once held high.
I'll carve a deep black X on your back to punish your lies
you spit on the flag you once held high.
I'll carve a deep black X on your back to end your lies
Rancor drives me thru dark times of desperation
I'll keep self control and like a warrior I'll attack this foreign land of mindless zombies
You choose betrayal
I ll live and die by a militant life

My X will never fade
Militant
My X will never fade
Militant life