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• Текст, перевод и аккорды “Israel's Son”

• Hate is what I feel for you And I want you to know that I want you dead You're late for the execution If you're not here soon, I'll kill your friend instead All the pain I feel Couldn't start to heal Although I would like it to I hate you and your apathy You can leave, you can leave, I don't want you here I'm playing this pantomime But I don't see you showing any signs of fear All the pain I feel Couldn't start to heal Although I would like it to This time I'm for real My pain can not heal You will be dead when I'm through [Chorus] Pain and execution Put your hands in the air Put your hands in the air The air... yeah I am, I am Israel's son Israel's son I am Put your hands in the air Put your hands in the air

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