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Just another vision stands before my eyes Distorted pile of metal death without disguise Ripped flesh of human whole sea of blood Picture of destruction you'll never see the light One more glass of drink Leads, you down to the grave See it's coming from the dark Angel of hell calls you now Emptiness before you drunk's drive it's true Break the low and order, never mind, it's cool Just another vision, just another man It's a kind of murder, don't you understand! From Letras Mania