
Hand For A Bullet
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Lyrics
In the heart of darkness - where dignity has no worth
They own your lineage - own your life and humble you by force
The chicotte lashes down on you - leaving scars for life
Your kinswomen in captivity while Public Force mortifies
Forays of murdering henchmen - eager to fullfill it
Exaction of the bleeding wood - trading limbs for bullets
Compelled to ravish your beloved ones, in the ashes of your haven, once free
You’re wounded, battered, almost dead, and finally hung from a tree
And all this dread - in the name of the crown,
The heart of darkness, the king’s playground
Where no flowers bloom, tears of distress are shed
The skulls of the victims encircle the beds.
In the heart of darkness – A hand for a bullet
You have risen up, and let the storm break loose
Others followed, swore this would end
But voracious interests disrupted the way you choose
So you gave for a bullet your hand
They own your lineage - own your life and humble you by force
The chicotte lashes down on you - leaving scars for life
Your kinswomen in captivity while Public Force mortifies
Forays of murdering henchmen - eager to fullfill it
Exaction of the bleeding wood - trading limbs for bullets
Compelled to ravish your beloved ones, in the ashes of your haven, once free
You’re wounded, battered, almost dead, and finally hung from a tree
And all this dread - in the name of the crown,
The heart of darkness, the king’s playground
Where no flowers bloom, tears of distress are shed
The skulls of the victims encircle the beds.
In the heart of darkness – A hand for a bullet
You have risen up, and let the storm break loose
Others followed, swore this would end
But voracious interests disrupted the way you choose
So you gave for a bullet your hand
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