SS-3
Ancient crown placed on your head
The hangmen of Prague
Seven keys to the chamber
Surrendered to the God
Hunting, fighting, killing whore
Wade through blood and bleed some more
Hunting, fighting, killing whore
Wade through blood and spill some more
Golden door submits secrets
As this nation falls
Atmosphere of deadly terror
Subservient to all
Hunting, fighting, killing whore
Wade through blood and bleed some more
Hunting, fighting, killing whore
Wade through blood and spill some more
Burning sense of mission
Assassination, symbol of oppression
Crusade led from exile
Obliteration, sabotaged campaign
Check resistance from afar, planning the death of one
When the plot is executed there will be nowhere to run
Ramifications will be high, a price paid in torment
The end justifies the means, to Hell you will be sent
The wolf leader now is the stalked, expansion state of horror
Guns echo over the grave, a thousand fates are sealed
Murderous power brought to an end, only to rise again
Cold and ruthless, and iron will, protectorate of the dead
A thorough sweep prelude to death
Secrets kept, but no one left
Firing squad begins their work
Harsh reprisal for what you took
Retribution, selective terror
The stench of death is everywhere
A severed head, a floating mass
Will give me answers to what I ask
The hangmen of Prague
Seven keys to the chamber
Surrendered to the God
Hunting, fighting, killing whore
Wade through blood and bleed some more
Hunting, fighting, killing whore
Wade through blood and spill some more
Golden door submits secrets
As this nation falls
Atmosphere of deadly terror
Subservient to all
Hunting, fighting, killing whore
Wade through blood and bleed some more
Hunting, fighting, killing whore
Wade through blood and spill some more
Burning sense of mission
Assassination, symbol of oppression
Crusade led from exile
Obliteration, sabotaged campaign
Check resistance from afar, planning the death of one
When the plot is executed there will be nowhere to run
Ramifications will be high, a price paid in torment
The end justifies the means, to Hell you will be sent
The wolf leader now is the stalked, expansion state of horror
Guns echo over the grave, a thousand fates are sealed
Murderous power brought to an end, only to rise again
Cold and ruthless, and iron will, protectorate of the dead
A thorough sweep prelude to death
Secrets kept, but no one left
Firing squad begins their work
Harsh reprisal for what you took
Retribution, selective terror
The stench of death is everywhere
A severed head, a floating mass
Will give me answers to what I ask
Credits
Writer(s): Kerry King, Jeffery John Hanneman
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