Fatal

SMP

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    Lightning stricks and when it hits
    It tears the night open like a temporal rift
    The man with X-rays
    Now can you fathom
    That he can sense every atom
    Behind your face and in your mind
    That kid looking at you
    With the plan sublime
    He's the one he's the killer
    Shallow grave filler
    There's no one iller than those that
    Seen too much combat the dehumanizer
    Nothing but pain and blackness lie where
    The conscious mind regenerates
    War hero or norman bates
    Might as well been a MIA
    Came back stateside and he fades away
    gotta chip on his shoulder but who wouldn't
    Sold down the river no support or nothing
    Mind full on rads dipped in nitro
    Command center for going psycho
    Ex-recon ranger one in the chamber
    An arc of cover-fire urban jungle slayer
    Skies lit like tracer green
    Creeping through the folds
    Running down a dream
    Enemies on the scene like a haze of smoke
    Sleepwalker done feel into a snipers scope
    Snipers wanna know should they
    Take the shot affirmative
    Cuz this nightmare stops
    In a plume of smoke the room erupts
    Backed down a corridor had to give it up
    Slam the sector door cuz the sectors hot
    Bring my barrel to bear
    Now i'm ready to rock
    Cuz i'm here yeah going for mine
    Burndown planetbound barely surivied
    Crash on the cut screen
    Lag in the bit streams
    Fagmented dreams of blue skies
    On an open range
    But a nightmare awake
    Still running the game
    Of red skies reflecting on the sheen
    Of my costom skin like a black screen uh
    Bogey in my sight busts
    Through the rank and file like i swing a
    Sword of righteous
    Snapped in two by the gates of hell
    Cuz i'm in too deep
    no radio for help
    Just the dagger of the mind
    And i'm cutting through it blind
    Til i fade out uh
    Reborn again always the past
    Schematic pain of
    Acid bath on the skin
    Another blow to the chin
    I'd put a round in my head
    If it wasn't for the strings
    Pulling me down the wrong path
    Punching on the keys
    I can't help but laugh
    At the insane walls
    Trip out

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    Composición: Jason Bazinet

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