
Streets Of Rage II
by Deal With It· from End Time Prophecies
I want to show you where evil feeds
Walk the streets, see the filth and disease
Smack heads, crack heads, shitting in bags
Getting spat on by pock-marked slags
Feel the hatred all around
Stinking rubbish on the ground
Revenants of society feeding on our agony
Streets of rage
Can't take this town
Crushing me down
The lost roam the streets with bats and chains
Cross their path and they'll smash your face
Raised from birth love seperated
Reluctant mothers and fist-fed hatred
With no one left to guide them
Our children are insane
Violent acts come naturally
Just another drop in a sea of suffering
The ground is cracking under the sorrow
That permeates everywhere
Tears of blood when i think of tomorrow
I feel this darkness in the air