Van Drunen Daniels, Van Drunen
I am the heritage
from the years of corruption
Im on the intelligence side
I have no identity or nationality
Im the one who chances the tide
Ive got no real name
revolution is my game
and there will be mercy to none
Im like the pest
I will never rest
til all the cleaning is done
I am the nightmare of all systems
the anger burns deep
a perfect killing machinery
hey Mr. President get some sleep
Hijacking in the east
a murder in the west
for the good cause its all justified
A killing in the north
a bombing in the south
another couple of bastards died
no negotiations
or worthless conventions
I throw over regimes by force
Ill butcher world leaders
with arms that they feed us
and no one can stop this mans war
Ill tear apart your society
change the course of history
time to break their passivity
end their bullshit diplomacy
Just ice, terror, reforming the world
raging fury burning every state
bullets, mines, explosions, bombs and guns
gonna make them eat their nude-ar waste
I am the annihilator
I control the detonator
smiling as I push it down
I blow up your embassies
undermine democracies
I even will hunt for the british crown
I precisely aim
at the life that I claim
the bullet will enter the head
confusion all around
but I will not be found
world near my serenade in lead