"Killing Zone" genre: Industrial Electronic
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	You're in a cold wet back ally, but there is murderer within the shadows.
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	Lyrics Bricked skin of the buildings close in on you water taps you on the head to remind you you're alone in the cold. But someone is there behind the shadows. He wants to spill your blood in a pulde of mud Once you're by yourself, alone with him You've brought your self to the killing zone His back yard where he comes to play with his toys. It looks like he wants to play with you. Feel a cold hand on your shoulder A warm breath on the back of your neck. Then the tip of a knife pressed against your spine Pushing you in to the face of a dumpster He asks you for your money but you have none to give. The blade penetrates into the skin Ripping your jacket, then crunching through spine and vertabre. Falling down to your side gasping for air. You know you wont survive. He searching in the pockets to find a picture of your lover, every thing but the money he craves. So he kicks your head into the cement so you never wake again.

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