Texty: Wasted Youth. Black Daze. The Gift Of Death.

I'm walking through the jungle
In my brand new war machine
It's something you have never seen
I come to take away your breath
I come to give the gift of death
Reason why
I'll tell you why
Today I kill or tomorrow I will die
I bring the gift
The gift of death
I bring the gift
The gift of death of death
Those fuckin' liberals
Those bleeding hearted souls
They're crying for the world
The red flag is unfurled
You're living like a king
While you're pushing to the left
Big ol pool of blood
When I smash you with my fist
Let me tell you why
Today I kill or tomorrow I will certainly die
Liberals
I bring you the gift of death
Contras
Freedom fighters I will bless
We must keep death on the run
If we wish to live in peace
We're the peace keepers of the world
I come to take away your breath
I come to give the gift of death
Reason why
I'll tell you why
Today I kill or tomorrow I will die
I bring the gift
The gift of death
I bring the gift
The gift of death of death
You're anti-American
You benefit the scum
The homeless you adore
Abortions for a whore
You throw another dance
To support the Russian front
Knowing very well
Recognition's all you want
Let me tell you why
Today I kill or tomorrow I will die
Certainly die
Die
I will die
Freedom
Only with the gift of death
Freedom
We will use the gift of death
Freedom
We will use the gift of death