I look to the sun and remember the past A near past, when I used to live I don't call what I do as "to live" Not like that,I prefer to die!
I killed a Man and stole his supply. One shot and he slipped to the floor I could see when his eyes lost their shine And that shine will never come back.
The memories of the past Only bring me pain I'm not dead or alive Look what I've become.
Murderer / Dirty With no home MARAUDER.
Butcher / Hungry Animal MARAUDER.
Consequence of a stupid war And this war is not my choice Men that think they rule the world. And that beasts that fight for the sunrise.
The memories of the past only bring me pain I'm not dead or alive Look what I've become.
