Walk the Streets - Naberus

We walk the streets alone

A paradise is lost

These heads all have a cost

The monster spies

We walk the streets alone

Broken the wounded lay

Sold lives are thrown away

There’s no remorse

Load up your guns, be sure to sharpen your knives

We’ll charge at dawn, and find where our victims hide

Aim for the neck

Or clean through the head

Fuck it

Don’t matter they’ll soon wind up dead

Shoot Straight

Now Your trigger finger itches for the sound

Shoot Straight Now

The pack splits open, fresh blood on the ground

You have shot true now you can claim your prize

Pose with your troops

The camera lens never lies

Just smile wide

Show off all your pride

Lift up your prey, that’s a quality hide

I refuse to call this sport

This is murder first hand

I deny your feeble claims that this makes you a man

Blood dances staining blades of grass

Lungs gasp for air, surely their last

The wretched

Overlook the scene, slowly closing in A child screams for the mother they love

They’re doomed to walk alone Forever walking alone These streets of hell.

A cowards call Innocent blood is on their hands Destroy them all Eye for an

eye, Slice off their heads I want to watch them burn