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Well I was forged in times of war I watched the blood spill to the floor Found underground by the spawn of the Earth Taken in and received by the murderous horde Hard to be seen cause I take many forms Like a deadly disease of a nuclear war Tilt your neck to the sun and receive Your punishment I am a weapon Built to perfection I'm a war machine Well I've been stoned and crucified But I prevailed yes I survived Made my home in the eye of the storm And I don't choose sides so the fight goes on I'm going to cut my teeth on your broken bones So watch it motherfuckers when I knock on your door Feel the cold winds of time on wings of black I have arrived I am a weapon Built to perfection I'm a war machine From Letras Mania