Текст: Blood Spencer. Face Off. Missle = Lock On.

As you nipped from the cup of innocence
your tounge turned into glass
now try correcting me try to lie to me again
cause i am thelast one standing
the last one pretending not trying to hide
and i am running for victory this time cause i am right

The Winner takes it all
let the battles begin
Let us all kill us in a fight
Pain makes you strong
who needs love when you got victory

I won?t try to argue right,
you will hold it all against me, all the time.
This whole street seems uninviting
dead, an overfilled loung of silence.
Haven?t you see it coming
So clear, so loud and still
Nothing for nothing
youneed some time to run
couldn?t stab me
you?re out for blood each and every day

The Winner takes it all
let the battles begin
Let us all kill us in a fight
Pain makes you strong
who needs love when you got victory

Stand up,
fight back,
take a great overview of your Kingdom
And we are the victims
and it?s all your fault!