war!

you thought i let you get away with this little
thing i call my soul?

you thought i tolerate your silent terror? NO!

i come bakk!

i come bakk!

believe it or not...

this means war against myself...

believe it or not...

believe it or not...

this means war against myself...

believe it or not...

your spittin´ image is spittin´on you

and it´s afraid of what it is about to do.

i speak the unspoken

and i know the unknown code of the
bakkdoor,straight to your dome!

protect yourself from yourself by yourself...

it won´t help.

this is fun, grab a gun,

choose the one that is about to get done..

fukk

me

up

now!!!!

believe it or not...

this means war against myself...

believe it or not...

believe it or not...

this means war against myself...

believe it or not...

believe it or not!