My World War — текст песни (Holy Mother)

Sister told me
I`ve been brain dead
Lost my home
That`s a drag
I can see the only way to hurt you
Taking me to toy a life of virtue
I can feel it
Burning like from under
I can feel it
Burning from within
Trip my switchblade
Shine my steel plate
Save my life from revenge
I can breathe
A cold to make a thunder
I believe
My soul is infrared
I can feel it
Burning like from under
I can feel it
Burning from within
Every nightmare haunts your bed
The only place you`re safe from dead
So help me god I`m comin` back
.....Portland, Oregon
Yet another victim of this heinous trail of street violence takes a fall
as the townspeople cry for more police officers and stronger law enforcement agents
to man the streets of a town where violence and crime have taken its toll...

I can feel
The world is crawling under
I can free
The world of my kind
It`s my joke
I am your public enemy
I can feel it
Our world war
Victim`s hosst hope
Vendors sell dope
Save my whole human race
If you bleed
You`re only for surrender
I can feel
My soul is infrared
I can feel
It lying like your brother
I can see it
Squash you like a bug
Every nightmare haunts your bed
The only place you`re safe from dead
So help me god I`m comin` back
I can feel
The world is crawling under
I can free
The world of my kind
It`s my joke
I am your public enemy
I can feel it
Our world war
I can feel
The world is crawling under
I can free
The world of my kind
It`s my joke
I am your public enemy
I can feel it
Our world war