Weapons

Cutting down people like a saw a tree
Perfect balance the perfect tool

Getting hot while using like a hooker
Made of steel, spitting flames, bringing thunder

Witness the power, hear the sound, feel the hit
And die

Full automatic, full power, thirty rounds full of joy
One by one of my enemies fall

Bringing death to them all no mercy it will show
A killing machine in my hands

See my weapon, this is my weapon
Feel the power of my weapon
Die by my weapons

I will rule them all, they will all obey
To the steel in my hand

The ones who stand against me
Will be crushed by my steel
They will eat the flames from my weapon

See my weapon, this is my weapon
Feel the power of my weapon
Die by my weapons

Cutting down people like a saw a tree
Perfect balance, the perfect tool

Getting hot while using like a hooker
Made of steel, spitting flames, bringing thunder

See my weapon, this is my weapon
Feel the power of my weapon
Die by my weapons



Credits
Writer(s): Jocelyn Thomas Berger, Markus Joschko, Michael Richter
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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