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Death Strike
Death Strike
Performer
Paul Speckmann
Paul Speckmann
Electric Bass Guitar
Alex Nejezchleba
Alex Nejezchleba
Electric Guitar
Zdenek Pradlovsky
Zdenek Pradlovsky
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Paul Speckmann
Paul Speckmann
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Frank Weber
Frank Weber
Producer

Lyrics

Man killed America, the land he once loved
Stood against her and wrenched her
with the tools to destroy from above
Crushed the mountains, burned the prairies,
drained the oceans now they're gone
Man killed America, my home sweet home
Embryonic misconception
Stemming from a recollection
Misconstrued from indiscretion
Tortured like this first expression
Once a prosperous fruiten meadow
Now a planet made of shadows
Rules of darkness, toys of passion
Thoughtless games of satisfaction
Wasteful thoughts of building shelter
Useless knowledge obsolescence
Once a prosperous fruiten meadow
Now a planet made of shadows
Hell, the hell that we create
Hell, the faceless roam the streets
The earth, the earth that we destroyed
The earth, the earth we once enjoyed
Written by: Paul Speckmann

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