Paroles de The Curse

Hearts of stone with faces of Angels, Terrorize you with no soul. You can't hide from the course of The trigger, Shots in the night leaves your blood Runnin' cold. You can't hide if you're chosen the Victim, You won't be sacrificed Can't escape from the screams and The anger, You can tell by the look in their Eyes. Shoot your mouth again, Can't get away from it, it's the talk Of the guns. Get me outta here, 'cause you can't turn your back From the talk of the guns. Lost in the race, you're caught in The war zone, Standing in the line of fire, One foot in the grave, the other is Runnin'. The last words you hear