מילים לשיר Killing Fields – Slayer

Kerry King Tom Araya) You know the feeling
When adrenaline takes control
Can't beat the rush
That leaves a suicidal hold Destroying the human heart
Can rip your soul apart
Instinct spares no one
The taste of blood Do not discriminate
Devils that drive us
A state of mind
Action, reaction
That becomes the ultimate end Blood line is not immune
To the depth of human nature
Inside of me and you A sociopath with empty eyes
And no soul
Paranoid psychotic, heart of stone
My blood runs cold
Evils of passion Can drive reason to extremes
Love, hate and murder
Temporary insanity On the edge of a
Demented personality
Emotional A sociopath with empty eyes
And no soul
Pain is a deadly reality
Paranoid, psychotic, heart of stone
My blood runs cold
Just like the choice to kill A choice is made of free will
Decisions to lose control
My self
A choice is made, made of free will
Just like the choice, the choice to kill
In the speed of a moment
Life stands still, now you're standing in my killing field A choice is made of free will
In the speed of a momment
Life stands still, now you're standing in my killing field
Just like the choice to kill
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