Front Line Assembly
Target
I will be readySome violent dayNowhere to runNowhere to hideSkys turn redStarts turning redStarts turning redSeeking, seeking shelterFrom the enemyA hostile war (made these)? extreme conditionsIt's not really where I want to beNo, no protectionFrom, from the airLungs collapseYour oxygen lowFilled with hell Genetics never tiredWill grip youLungs?Pushed to the edgeYou're all lookingYou`re mine now fool??You (are the)? first Nowhere to runNowhere to hide Nowhere to run
From Letras Mania