Fire At Will — текст песни (Persuader)

Stalking the shadows in search for a dream
The dream of ne0n-nightmares
From your guns they feed

A target selected
Coming up from behind

Now the light of the city, it triggers his mind
Behind corners like the judgment so unkind

A target selected
Left is a body undead
So face it

No one knows the one who dies
It`s never to be told
Spinal chill, fire at will
A will for more, printed to the core
Left is a body undead

The dawn approaches, it`s killing his lust
Beams of light ascend and penetrate his eyes

Every second you`re away, he`s falling

When the sun begins to fade, I`m mourning
And as the shadow kills the light, I`m burning
But the world won`t stop, it keeps on turning