Conflict Barricades and Broken Dreams Letras:
I'm an SAS hit squad assassin. Protector of the
state Protecting those in power from the terrorist
cowards. Elimination's the game Fulfilling
Government aims and regulations. Our political war
against you We are the enemy that's plain to see;
we're watching you're every move

Self disciplined? Who dares shall win? Terrifying?
Or am I...?

The man next door? Your brother in law? Who's away
working on the oilrigs? The long distance lorry
driver from on the corner? No one seems to know
who he is I could be the meter reader, or the
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temporary postman. Pushing greetings through the
family door? That's for us to know and you to
guess, but make no mistakes, this is war

Self disciplined? Killing machine? But that's not
the same? That's what you think? Well here's a
message to you, you are wrong

Can't you see you head strong super gobshite git?
That as your bullets rip a mother's heart? Each
time you kill or maim again and again, your
actions ignite a spark? The flames then burn so
fiercely, fuelled by anger from those who have
nothing left!

Contradictions - superstitions - old traditions,
in Northern Ireland your Government's guilty of
theft
Letras: Barricades and Broken Dreams Conflict [final]