Delta's Death Dealers

I wake up at the crack of night
To go behind the lines to finish the fight
The click of a bolt
the shine of a knife
I will end this cult
I will end their lives
Revenge for the thousands that died
For the millions that cry
That can go to sleep at night
I swear to god I will die before I let them do it again
My vengeance and that of America's youth runs out of this pen
And now the hunt is on
for you terrorists its open season and the rule books been gone
My final word to all of you free hating freaks
You're end will be the definition of bleak