Black Smoke
Servants of war, engineers of death
You'll never see them coming your way
Hide in the dark, and in plain sight
No rules in this game that they play
License to kill, bringers of death
Carnage waste them all
Stand up and fight, bastards will run
We will hunt them down
The sight of war
Black smoke fills the air
The sight of war
Send them back to hell
Trigger the hate, turn them against
Thy neighbor, now there's no love
Watching the news, your freedom you loose
Defeatist when push comes to shove
Blood guts and chaos, termination of life
Survivors will have their revenge
Never surrender, never bow down
My family will avenge
The sight of war
Black smoke fills the air
The sight of war
Send them back to hell
The aftermath, shattered glass
Terror zone, where dead bodies lie
The baneful, have stricken once again
Evil, the sick against the weak
Trepidation here, hatred breeds more hate
Mutating like a disease, division and despair
Horizon of a new dawn, dispute hypocrisy
from the
Servants of war, engineers of death
You'll never see them coming your way
Hide in the dark, and in plain sight
No rules in this game that they play
License to kill, bringers of death
Carnage waste them all
Stand up and fight, bastards will run
We will hunt them down
The sight of war
Black smoke fills the air
The sight of war
Send them back to hell
You'll never see them coming your way
Hide in the dark, and in plain sight
No rules in this game that they play
License to kill, bringers of death
Carnage waste them all
Stand up and fight, bastards will run
We will hunt them down
The sight of war
Black smoke fills the air
The sight of war
Send them back to hell
Trigger the hate, turn them against
Thy neighbor, now there's no love
Watching the news, your freedom you loose
Defeatist when push comes to shove
Blood guts and chaos, termination of life
Survivors will have their revenge
Never surrender, never bow down
My family will avenge
The sight of war
Black smoke fills the air
The sight of war
Send them back to hell
The aftermath, shattered glass
Terror zone, where dead bodies lie
The baneful, have stricken once again
Evil, the sick against the weak
Trepidation here, hatred breeds more hate
Mutating like a disease, division and despair
Horizon of a new dawn, dispute hypocrisy
from the
Servants of war, engineers of death
You'll never see them coming your way
Hide in the dark, and in plain sight
No rules in this game that they play
License to kill, bringers of death
Carnage waste them all
Stand up and fight, bastards will run
We will hunt them down
The sight of war
Black smoke fills the air
The sight of war
Send them back to hell
Credits
Writer(s): Pete Kirby
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