[performed by Extinction of Mankind]
Another lost soul with a gun in his hand
On a mission to kill he makes his stand
A gun culture freak with no license to kill
He picks out his prey and gets his cheap thrill
Baby-faced gangsters with weapons of pride
No right to bear arms, too many have died
In a pool of blood the victim(s) lie(s) dead
A gunshot trauma to the fuckin head
This lyric was posted anonymously. Not yet confirmed by Book of Metal.
