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Tekstovi: Testament. Live At The Fillmore. Apocalyptic City.

Born into a world of hatred
Nothing to live for
What started with a simple match
Turned into something more

The pain I felt inside my head
Came on my day of birth
Now the time has come for me
To burn the planet earth

I can feel the fire burn inside of me
The power's at my fingers, waiting you shall see
Burn, ignite the population
Burn, causing mass cremation
Burn, feel no shame or pity
Burn, apocalyptic city

Years have passed as I stood still
To plan the final blow
I'll make the town go up in flames
A hellish death they'll know

As I pour on the gasoline
I listen deep inside
I hear the cries of all my victims
Nowhere to run or hide

I can feel the fire burn inside of me
The power's at my fingers, waiting you shall see
Burn, ignite the population
Burn, causing mass cremation
Burn, feel no shame or pity
Burn, apocalyptic city

Now my great assault is over
And my life is done
Staring at my great inferno
Was my only fun

So I leave you with my tale
Here my conscious falls
Victim of myself
So now I'll end it all

I can feel the fire burn inside of me
The power's at my fingers, waiting you shall see
Burn, ignite the population
Burn, causing mass cremation
Burn, feel no shame or pity
Burn, apocalyptic city