Besedila: Biohazard. Kill Or Be Killed. Hallowed Ground.

I'm living on hallowed ground
Right before my eyes the darkened skies hide muffled cries
Right before my eyes the hidden lies disguised as New York died
Right before my eyes propaganda flies
You can run but you can't hide

Right before my eyes politicians lied to save their hide
Right before my eyes NY cried way, everybody died
Refuse to deny, here come the lies
I'm living on hallowed ground
Right before my eyes, ignore the cries

Millions wonder why right before my eyes
Justify the cries of those crucified
Instead you lie, you ignore their cries
Fulfill the prophecy and kill the enemy

Agree or disagree, where lies our destiny?
Enemy, an effigy history for all to see
Infany, irony misery loves loyalty
Never forgive, never forget