Razor A.o.d.
Corruption of the innocent, in battles of the past Revolves around an incident, in which the mold was cast A case of taking orders, a madman in command Thousands upon thousands destroyed by his own hand KILL: they're sent to die KILL: no reason why KILL: but who's to blame KILL: who'll face the shame He's somewhere in hiding, his fate they're deciding For years they've been hunting him down A forty year void, yet they want him destroyed The Angel Of Death can't be found Relies upon his allies to keep him safe and sound In some foreign country, there's rumour he's been found They send special forces to grab him if they can Their plot has been discovered, he's escaped again Wanted for his war crimes by descendents of the dead Never ending search, high price on his head A weak and aging demon, he's only skin and bone But those who carry grudges Won't leave him alone
