Sentinels
(专辑: The Killing Gods - 2014)
Quick ride to work for another nine to five Just another day for pilots stuck in paradise Count the
minutes you have left alive Watchkeeper, reaper, descend a
silent predator A
hiss on the
horizon, a
messenger of war From wings of Gabriel, to mangled gore displayed Lowest of the
low You never will know your victims' names Stealth intervention, "clean" death dispatched Like the
blade of Musahi (or concrete socks?) Living, breathing forms, just ants on a
screen So easily dismissed, and easily unseen Steel wraiths approaching, hearts burn with fear Sweat pours in rivulets as mutant modernity draws near "Watch their flesh explode it's as if they were real Mission accomplished... let's drink... first round's on me!" Sentinel assassins, eradicate the
guilt No need to question... until it's you