Threats - The Game of the Offense Lyrics

A generation dies behind these bars in a war subsidized by us
Shivering against your guns, painting our walls
We are about to break to law

You are a slave of your own words of your own thoughts
Back to the loneliness again, back to the same regrets
This is your reing build by hypocrites.
You are a pond of darkness and madness
F*ck your fake limits f*ck your fake power

This violence is setting what we are
A dead youth under your feet
This is the game of the offense motherf*cker!
We don't need more words, we'll fight against the odds
I already killed what was left of you in me, but I still have faith you'll face reality
Liar, victim...victim of a lie
I hope you die, I won't cry
We don't need more words we will fight against the odds
We don't need more words
We are about to break to law

Welcome to chaos
Rage from an angry generation
Burning down your beautiful nation
Burn it to the ground