Letra da Música Kill The Son de The Elite

No God would ever tell you to kill.
All wars aren’t fought for freedom.
Money stains your fingers with blood,
But no one ever sees this.

Mobilize. Unify.
I’d rather be ripped to shreds,
Then spend another day with the dead.

(CHORUS)
No fear. No lies. No propaganda.
No more fear. No lies. No more terror.
We’re staring straight in the face of extinction
And we didn’t realize.

Your blood is worth more than the paper
That its been printed on.
Their words aren’t worth the breath
That it take to create them.

Sanctify. Neutralize.
I’d rather be ripped to shreds,
Then spend another day with your dead.
(you’re fucking dead)

(CHORUS)

We are.
We are the ones,
That would kill,
The son.

We’re staring straight in the face of extinction,
Unwilling to compromise.
We’re staring straight in the face of extinction,
And we’ll never realize.

By: VoXXeR