Yes
Make your move and make it fast
Do it right, could be your last
Iron black, cold steel heart
To tear your fucking world apart
On my killing machine
My, my killing machine
My, my killing machine
Take you to the brink of madness
It's a killing machine
Like you've never seen
It's a killing machine
Leaves a wake of hate and sadness
Moves stealth-like through the night
Leaves nothing else in sight
Psycatronic suicide
In search of genocide
Knows nothing else but hate
Is made to decimate
Shall roam the world in anger
Till nothing else is standing
On my killing machine
My, my killing machine
My, my killing machine
Take you to the brink of madness
It's a killing machine
Like you've never seen
It's a killing machine
Leaves a wake of hate and sadness, yeah
I shall give death my kiss
I rule supreme in anger I dream
Make your move and make it fast
Do it right, could be your last
Iron black, cold steel heart
To tear your fucking world apart
My, my killing machine
My, my killing machine
My, my killing machine
Take you to the brink of madness
It's a killing machine
Like you've never seen
It's a killing machine
Leaves a wake of hate and sadness
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