Sep 26, 2004 22:13
Political Assassain
Running his way for the kill
He jumps and weaves in and out
All this craziness makes him shout
Just break down all the walls
Bring us back from the days of war
To a time where we could be proud
That are mother wasn't a whore
We bleed for the fight
While children cry at night
We bleed for the right
To search for a new light