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Bare feet on the glass Walking the Streets

And these brutes celebrate victory

They're just like we are made of meat

It's time we start a new history

Beat quickly, quietly and silently

Without them we will have a great immortality

On the way we go on a bloody battle

Get ready! will make its way to the castle

You will never experience such emotions

We're getting close! We're almost at your destination!

Road Blind Dead

Whose stomach will taste better?

Where less than all the crap

But we will discuss later

Take a gun, I personally take your scrap

Inside only revenge!

For clean brains!

One and fight for us the illusion

Two fog obscures our vision

Three, we do not need motivation

Four, arrange global destruction