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Justified obliteration
No one cares anymore
The messiah or mass murderer
No controlling who comes through the door
A culture made of cover-ups
Will leprosy touch their flesh?
For backroom meetings and rendezvous
The vultures have come home to nest
The clock runs out, the weakest link
A deadly strike, the threat is real
See the burnished images
Of a crest fallen agency
Violent conditioning
Caused the nature of the enemy
Your terminal lack of vision
Blinded eyes see no light
A chronic lack of perspective
Their cancer now eats us alive
A fatal shot, a lust for blood
The final act, the threat is real
Justified obliteration
No one cares anymore
The messiah or a mass murderer
No controlling who comes through the door
A culture made of cover-ups
Will leprosy touch their flesh?
For backroom meetings and rendezvous
The vultures have come home to nest
The clock runs out, the weakest link
A deadly strike, the threat is real
A fatal shot, a lust for blood
The final act, the threat is real



