Pro-Pain - Implode lyrics

[Pro-Pain - Implode lyrics]

Oh!

Malicious intent, that's what he meant
When he placed a fuckin' price on your head
Plenty of proof to believe in
All of the shit that was said

Licensed to kill
The crowd dispersed like game
Superior skill took hold
Time to free thy name

Now we lighten the load
Let the bastards implode!
Now we lighten the load
Let the bastards implode!

Riddled your souls, all full of holes
With no sense of right or sense of wrong
Never remorse, what's the recourse?
Just send 'em back to where they belong

Back in the cell left to come into his own
Far worse than hell
With all the comforts of home

Shall we lighten the load?
Let the bastards implode!
Shall we lighten the load?
Let the bastards implode!

Oh!

Licensed to kill
The crowd dispersed like game
Superior skill took hold
Time to free thy name

Now we lighten the load
Let the bastards implode!
Now we lighten the load
Let the bastards implode!

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