letra de target practice - ballista
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point your crooked finger somewhere else
keep my people out of your mouth
i’ve heard enough of the sh-t that you sell
the call is coming from inside your house
my agenda is
death of your ideals
my agenda is
you fear like we fear
you go to a banquet for rats
in a dress made of cheese
don’t be surprised to find
your home infested with fleas
my skin burns
beneath the shadow of the crucifix
my stomach turns
at every word you pious b-tch
my agenda is
death of your ideals
my agenda is
you fear like we fear
my dreams smell like death
i will bury your bones
reaper’s sweet caress
let my fury flow
lies, rage, pain, all you create is hate
stoke the flames, burn your shame
i’ll devastate, break, your bigot domain
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