Not a Word
Not a word, we just want him dead on the floor
Not a word, hang him in the middle of the square
And then squeeze his throat
Not a word, strangle him with your own hands
Not a word, kill the man that stands before you
Have no fear
He shot the dear people you loved
He shot the people you loved
Not a word, we just want him dead on the pavement
Not a word, hang him in the middle of the square
And then squeeze his throat
Not a word, strangle him with your own hands
Not a word, kill the man that stands before you
Have no fear
He shot the dear people you loved
He shot the people you loved
Thrust my fingers into his eyes
Irresistible desire
But don't you fool yourself
Your soul is painted, it never...
Never knew... never knew...
Good from bad
Thrust my fingers into his eyes
Irresistible desire
But don't you fool yourself
Your soul is painted, it never...
Never knew... never knew...
Good from bad
There's so much confusion...
There's no need to complicate
It's not enough that he's in jail
So, you don't have the right to say
That I don't wanna make him pay
So, you don't have the right to say
That I don't wanna make him pay
No mercy, no denial
The bastard has to die
You don't have the right to say
That I don't wanna make him pay
And there's no need to complicate
It's not enough that he's in jail
So, you don't have the right to say
That I don't wanna make him pay
No mercy, no denial
The bastard has to die
Not a word, hang him in the middle of the square
And then squeeze his throat
Not a word, strangle him with your own hands
Not a word, kill the man that stands before you
Have no fear
He shot the dear people you loved
He shot the people you loved
Not a word, we just want him dead on the pavement
Not a word, hang him in the middle of the square
And then squeeze his throat
Not a word, strangle him with your own hands
Not a word, kill the man that stands before you
Have no fear
He shot the dear people you loved
He shot the people you loved
Thrust my fingers into his eyes
Irresistible desire
But don't you fool yourself
Your soul is painted, it never...
Never knew... never knew...
Good from bad
Thrust my fingers into his eyes
Irresistible desire
But don't you fool yourself
Your soul is painted, it never...
Never knew... never knew...
Good from bad
There's so much confusion...
There's no need to complicate
It's not enough that he's in jail
So, you don't have the right to say
That I don't wanna make him pay
So, you don't have the right to say
That I don't wanna make him pay
No mercy, no denial
The bastard has to die
You don't have the right to say
That I don't wanna make him pay
And there's no need to complicate
It's not enough that he's in jail
So, you don't have the right to say
That I don't wanna make him pay
No mercy, no denial
The bastard has to die
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