Raise your hands
In plain view
Make no move
Any action will be considered
An agression against us
We keep the right to shoot
Without warning
To your back
To have eyes but to be blind
The presence of hatecore is around
To have a tongue but to be dumb
Lynch law without declaration of crime
You better run
The time has come to pay the price
The chase for your life has begun
You better learn
Embrace the things you fear
Behind the next corner something might hide
Coup de grace and no corpse has been found
No remorse! It was only your life