Killing Fields - Heart Of A Coward

Rage!

These streets are a battleground

With every second counting down to extinction and this world will be cursing

Our name

'till the final head will role

This place is a killing field

We won’t get out alive, here’s a picture, of your perfect fucking world

So stand up!

A plagued race of tear-aways

Powerless

We stand and face wave after wave

Is this all that you wished for?

To be one with the herd?

Is this all that you dreamt of?

This is the end of the world

Cold shivers

Smoke

Mirrors

Blood Rivers we won’t get out alive

No, we won’t get out alive

We’ll never be the same again

Time to find strength in numbers before this life will end!

We are the fuel to feed this fire

We’ll find ourselves again

In this, our darkest hour, brothers in arms arise!

And all we need to live is right before our eyes