Fatal Agenda - The Sniper

Hunter in the weeds.
Stalking the victim.
As the wound bleeds.
A personal conviction?.

With no remorse.
Pulling the trigger.
The trials ran course.
A woodpile nigger.

Excused from the darkness.
Hiding in the shadows.
Plauged in his sadness.
They cannot be bargained.

Killing one disease.
Randomly Taken.
Evil inside me.
A devil’s faggot.

BRIDGE:
Never seen the killer coming.
Going about their day.
One bullet all of a sudden.
Wasted their lives away.

CHORUS:
Sniper in the weeds no one sees.
Just snuffing away lives.
You hear the cries and the pleas.
Angel of death arrives

Sniper in the weeds alone he is.
One bullet for your head.
Dead on the money cannot miss.
Falling to the ground dead.

Going about your day.
Nothing seems wrong.
You just got in the way.
You didn’t last long.

One bullet to the skull.
Never seen it coming.
Thought you were in control.
As your life went running.