deathcharge – untitled [track 1] lyrics
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flesh turns red on the razor wire
but never on the evening news
a talking head on a string for hire
every mother’s got a son to lose
and bullet wounds look best on a foreign child
reaper come, scythe in hand
feel the cold steel, kiss of death
living in the promised land
i’d sell my soul for a t.v. set
and napalm burns look best on another mother’s child
flesh turns red on the razor wire
but never on the evening news
a talking head on a string for hirе
every mother’s got a son to lose
and napalm burns look bеst on a foreign child
reaper come, scythe in hand
feel the cold steel, kiss of death
living in the promised land
i’d sell my soul for a t.v. set
and bullet wounds look best on another mother’s child
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