Sickle-Bent and Hammer-Hard

Yeah
He’s standing right behind you
With a smile on his face
Cold-blooded man with burning heart
The prayers you’re declaiming
Won’t help you anyway
Just look at what you have become
Well overwhelmed and scared enough
You’re running out of nerves
It is so sad you’ve lost your shooting star
Despite the rumors that you’ve heard
This guy knows no remorse
Except those situation at the bar
He’s sickle-bent and hammer hard
You’re looking great with this Colombian neck-tie
Oh
This is something you’ll never see
Until you’ll fall down on your knees
Stand up and fight for your life
Or kiss the ground and die
The last thing everyone will do
Is listen to your words
Surrounded by the traitors you
Will shit upon the floor
You’re always have a chance
To shut your fucking face
Wasting his time on you
Is such a stupid business
Too young to die, too old to live
The most outstanding creature
Now your American dream crushed by his reality
The world is not what it seems anymore
Cold war is starting again
And there is no fucking end
This time he changed firearms
Now it’s knifes, not the bombs
Bombs