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Lost inside my head

I try to find a new distraction from this human reality

The soldiers of the streets

will joy the pleasures of this ancient, lost, synthetic pill

Violence and pain are just a side effect

for sensations to feel on the underground

A rush on my veins slice as a blade

the chains that bind my instinct to kill

Chorus:

D-9 for a breakfast

designed to create

an army of zombies

strong enough to take

the lives of thousands

feeling no remorse

destroy the opposition

D-9 just for fun... Death

Solo

Verse 1

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