Killing Fields (исполнитель: Slayer)

You know the feeling
When adrenaline takes control
Can't beat [bad word] That leaves a suicidal hold

Instinct spares no one
Destroying the human heart
The taste of blood
Can rip your soul apart

Devils that drive us
Do not discriminate
state of mind
That [bad word] the ultimate end

Action reaction
Blood line is not immune
To the depth of human nature
Inside of me and you
sociopath with empty eyes
and no soul
Paranoid psychotic heart of stone
My [bad word] cold

Evils of passion
Can drive reason to extremes
Love, hate and murder
Temporary insanity

On the edge of a
Demented personality
Emotional
Pain is a deadly reality

sociopath with empty eyes
and no soul
Paranoid psychotic heart of stone
My [bad word] cold

choice is made of free will
Just like the choice to kill
Decisions to lose control
My [bad word] rationale

choice is made, made of free will
Just like the choice, the choice to kill
In the speed of a moment
Life stands still now you're standing in my killing field

choice is made of free will
Just like the choice to kill
In the speed of a moment
Life stands still now you're standing in my killing field
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