[00:00.000] 作词 : Brett Hoffman
[00:01.000] 作曲 : Phil Fasciana/Rob Barrett
[00:16.560]Pain and suffering fall on the mortal world.
[00:20.471]The life you're given is your living hell.
[00:24.497]Brought up on tumultuous times.
[00:28.475]Accumulation of this the killing crime.
[00:35.613]Gunsmoke blazes, glochs crack.
[00:37.656]Casket encases, bodies stack.
[00:39.756]Kill for the stature of this game.
[00:41.738]Yearn to kill or learn to die lame.
[00:43.861]Drugs or money, not always the main cause.
[00:45.817]It's how many lives snuffed outside of the law.
[00:47.738]To not take a life is your life lost.
[00:54.500]Load in the rounds, take a victim down,
[00:56.732]claiming his ground.
[00:59.245]Never doubt your gun, just get the deed done,
[01:01.401]claim your trophy in blood.
[01:03.768]For drugs or for war, or the lust of the sport,
[01:06.059]attention to the poor.
[01:12.751]GUNPLAY!
[01:31.431]Spray of the shot, lead lands hot.
[01:33.254]Ending the game on the coroner's cot.
[01:38.501]Taking of lives, ignoring the cries.
[01:40.534]Only the coldest survive!
[01:49.460]Fear of a world turned dark with despair.
[01:53.298]Any way out other than violence is all too rare.
[01:57.228]Only way to win is take the other one out first.
[02:01.343]The unbridled violence is this modern day curse.
[02:11.385]WAR - ZONE!
[02:46.095]Gunsmoke blazes, glochs crack.
[02:48.148]Casket encases, bodies stack.
[02:50.189]Kill for the stature of this game.
[02:52.290]Yearn to kill or learn to die lame.
[02:57.557]Spray of the shot, lead lands hot.
[02:59.358]Ending the game on the coroner's cot.
[03:04.726]Taking of lives, ignoring the cries.
[03:06.340]Only the coldest SURVIVE!