Blood - Sarcasm



Someone makes a fatal mistake

in the tribal zone

where all laws are still made by the gun

Body lying in an alley

cut down to the bone

blood calls out for payment and then some



Vicious hardcore motorists

and cyberboosted freaks

enemies that had a fragile truce

caught up in a righteous rage

now autorifle speaks

shooting wild at anything that moves



Revenge as a way of life

living on the edge of knife

vengeance after vengeance after

vengeance...



Chorus:

Taking to the streets,

taking to the streets

all their feuds and rivalries

now taken to extremes

Take it to the streets,

take it to the streets

tiny sparks in tinderbox

are all this timebomb needs



Human sewer makes its rules

as any jungle will

All for one the order of the day

Twisted honor, greed and lust

together grind the mill

small vendettas turn to power play



Gang lords building up their pies

growing fat on wasted lives

business is still booming in the

wasteland...



Chorus:

Taking to the streets,

taking to the streets

downtown turns to battlefield

dont even need police

Take it to the streets,

take it to the streets

the citys being chopped up

everybody wants a piece



Cycle just goes on and on

its never gonna stop

Slaughterhouse for people open wide

Blood that spilled is always paid back

to the smallest drop

Killing seasons open, pick your side



Fight for country, fight for god

fight for color, turf and blood

never see the ground you keep is

quicksand...



Chorus:

Taking to the streets,

taking to the streets

masked killer stalks the slums

and on the dead he feeds

Take it



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