We Have to Kill - Demonic Death Judge

Been going on

For far too long

We’ve grown to love the pain

This story told

Time and again

We’ve grown to hate the pain

This time we will

This time we have to

Oh lord, we have to kill

Don’t preach us

We don’t care

We’ll take what is fair

This story told

Time and again

We’ve grown to numb the pain

This time we will

This time we have to

Oh lord, we have to kill

Sons of eagle, wings cut off

Cradled by the ocean storms

Days of prime, long gone by now

And never to be regained

This time we will

This time we have to

Oh lord, we have to kill