Re: Assassins

I smell danger on the wind
he smells danger on the wind
the slaughter will soon begin
the slaughter will soon begin
foul deeds are on the wind
foul deeds are on the wind
snipers on the rooftops
taking us out with potshots
trappers in the alley
deaf and blind to mercy's plea
assassins assassins assassins
assassins assassins assassins assassins assassins no
they've been catching humans
with a monstrous mousetrap
all day i've been removing
corpses from its' grasp
they've been sniping innocents
and exploding buildings
i've been watching from a distance
a multitude of killings
their words could never hurt us
but their instruments of pain
are tearing us to pieces
we're dying, we're slain
their words could never hurt us
but their torturous devices
have torn us to pieces
we're sliced up in slices
no
oh no
no
oh no
snipers on the rooftops
aiming for the sweet spot
they already chose the lot
where i will lay in rest and rot
assassins assassins assassins no
assassins assassins assassins no
i'm not upset
just out of breath
from the holes
in my esophagus
i'm not upset
just out of breath
from the holes
in my esophagus