These Are They The Massacre
A plan in effect under a watchful eye, follow their
mark under the devil's sun
Struggle for control, regain sole power, in the morning
light the set up unfolds
North side, a gathering, secrecy, a meeting of the
minds
Seven stand, judgement at hand, infiltrate, forced to
face the wall
By four, the massacre, gunned down, over seventy rounds
Bloodstained, Valentine, shotgun, all cut to the core
One alive, clinging to life, left for dead, fourteen
wounds
On the floor, the seven now lie with blood, shell
casing and corpses
North side, a gathering, secrecy, a meeting of the
minds
Seven stand, judgement at hand, infiltrate, forced to
face the wall
By four, the massacre, gunned down, over seventy rounds
Bloodstained, Valentine, shotgun, all cut to the core
The aftermath divides city lines, beginning the end of
ones power
Public outrage, demanding the truth, the Massacre of
St. Valentine
North side, a gathering, secrecy, a meeting of the
minds
Seven stand, judgement at hand, infiltrate, forced to
face the wall
By four, the massacre, gunned down, over seventy rounds
Bloodstained, Valentine, shotgun, all cut to the core
