With the nation grotesquely infected by a virus of darkness and hate
Imagine an army of volunteers equipped to inoculate
They're coming on, they're feeling strong, they're trained to do what they do
They parachute, then they shoot
They're not so different from you
They're not afraid to die or be captured (although, really, they'd rather live)
They're destined to go down in glory, taking a few bad guys with
Not long ago they were desperate, dreading the medical news
Today they're a wheelchair militia, ready to die as they choose
Some will be storming the White House while groper-boy wanks in the bath
Others will target the senate. Lean on ten. Do the math.
They're not afraid to die or be captured, for they've only a few months to live
Terminal Terminators regret that they have but one life to give
With common sense in remission, with darkness and hate close at hand
Where is our terminal SWAT team, to disinfect and clean up the land?
Not afraid to die or be captured, for they've only a few months to live
They're destined to go down in glory, taking a few bad guys with
Kompromat - Terminal Terminators Lyrics
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With the nation grotesquely infected by a virus of darkness and hate
Imagine an army of volunteers equipped to inoculate
They're coming on, they're feeling strong, they're trained to do what they do
They parachute, then they shoot
They're not so different from you
They're not afraid to die or be captured (although, really, they'd rather live)
They're destined to go down in glory, taking a few bad guys with
Not long ago they were desperate, dreading the medical news
Today they're a wheelchair militia, ready to die as they choose
Some will be storming the White House while groper-boy wanks in the bath
Others will target the senate. Lean on ten. Do the math.
They're not afraid to die or be captured, for they've only a few months to live
Terminal Terminators regret that they have but one life to give
With common sense in remission, with darkness and hate close at hand
Where is our terminal SWAT team, to disinfect and clean up the land?
Not afraid to die or be captured, for they've only a few months to live
They're destined to go down in glory, taking a few bad guys with
Imagine an army of volunteers equipped to inoculate
They're coming on, they're feeling strong, they're trained to do what they do
They parachute, then they shoot
They're not so different from you
They're not afraid to die or be captured (although, really, they'd rather live)
They're destined to go down in glory, taking a few bad guys with
Not long ago they were desperate, dreading the medical news
Today they're a wheelchair militia, ready to die as they choose
Some will be storming the White House while groper-boy wanks in the bath
Others will target the senate. Lean on ten. Do the math.
They're not afraid to die or be captured, for they've only a few months to live
Terminal Terminators regret that they have but one life to give
With common sense in remission, with darkness and hate close at hand
Where is our terminal SWAT team, to disinfect and clean up the land?
Not afraid to die or be captured, for they've only a few months to live
They're destined to go down in glory, taking a few bad guys with
Writer: Steve Radlauer
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