Nervosa Death!
The line is formed
Wait your turn, it's going to come
You are not alone
Not going to die alone
There is a wall of people like you
Afraid and crying, begging for life
Memories from your past
Despair in your mind, the time has come
Bullet in the skin
Bullet in the head
Draining blood
Aiming target
The end
The execution
Death! Death! Death!
Death! Death! Death!
Shot is fired
Death! Death! Death!
Death! Death! Death!
Shot is fired
[Instrumental Break]
What was your sin?
Why are you there?
You deserve it?
Is it fair?
Is it right?
Is it wrong?
What is justice?
Is it an education matter?
Is it a religion matter?
Is it a culture matter?
What is going on?
Bullet in the skin
Bullet in the head
Draining blood
Aiming target
The end
The execution
Death! Death! Death!
Death! Death! Death!
Shot is fired
Death! Death! Death!
Death! Death! Death!
Shot is fired
