Текст песни WARHEAD - A Piece Of Your Flesh

(music: eilen-breitenbach / lyrics: eilen / arranged by WARHEAD)
... in his thoughts the murderer blames the ones who pass the laws,
sentence to death and file the cases away. In his eyes they commit a
murder, planned and legalized by the government. He asks himself: Could
they ever kill a man with their own hands? ...

This is my life, a piece of paper in your hands
You play the big guy
You're behind the scenes of the crime
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You don't push the button
You pronounce the death sentence
Then you put me on hold, your henchmen to kill me
Could you ever kill a man with your own hands
Tell me how strong you would be
If you were forced to execute me !?
YOU LET ME ROT, LIKE A PIECE OF YOUR FLESH
YOU LET ME ROT, LIKE A PIECE OF YOUR FLESH

You really believe.
You could do no harm
You represent the public opinion
I guess you don't know
What's going to happen that morning

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