Copyright © 2026 https://suno.com/@mich_bergde Mike Berg All rights reserved. We crawled in silence through the grass, fear on our backs, fragile as glass. We were weak, we were small, the world was a trap, we had nothing at all. We found fire, we found our nerve, closed our ranks, took what we deserved. Survival slowly turned to a plan, the world fell down at the feet of man KILLER! We learned fast KILLER! Took what lasts KILLER! From prey to power and might We just wanted to live — NOW THE KILLER WILL SURVIVE We forged our weapons, claimed the land, drew our borders in the sand. What threatened us was made to fall, every enemy was forced to fall. We call it progress, call it control, and trade our truth for a hollow soul. KILLER! With open eyes KILLER! No disguise KILLER! Facing what we are We keep on hunting — EVEN OURSELVES, BLUNTING We built our cities on fear and stone, we forged our order, all on our own. Who lives or dies, the choice is clear, only the strong can face their fear. One button, one click, civilization dressed, death so clean, so distant, suppressed. Far away, no one sees our hand, we designed it all — the system, the plan. Eternal rest comes in a pack, delivered neat — no looking back. KILLER! Marked by the sign KILLER! Crossed the line KILLER! Crowned in blame From hunted to hunter — TOO FAR, TOO COLD. KILLER CULT, STAY BOLD. We just wanted to survive, we just wanted to stand. Now we’re on top, it’s time to show, how far we’re willing still to go. From hunted to hunter — TOO FAR, TOO COLD. KILLER CULT, STAY BOLD.
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