Текст песни The Purge - Dead Daze

Tonight allows people a release
For all the hatred and violence that they keep up inside them
This is your emergency broadcast system announcing the commencement of the annual purge
At the siren, all emergency services will be suspended for twelve hours
Your government thanks you for your participation
"Help me! Someone please help me!"
"I just need to get somewhere safe."
"Does anybody hear me?"
Yo, I'm my zone; my knife's sharper than it's ever been
Home alone with the pistol / the devil as my therapist
I'm ready for them sirens to make these people die quick
Put on tactical or actual violence inside of my eyelids
I bought a gun with my taxes and never got to use it
My palms sweaty and I've never wanted to shoot it so bad
But now I got a chance to make it happen
When the countdown elapses I'm a start to fill the caskets
You can hear the people screaming from a block away
Getting raped and murdered / it ain't gonna stop today
I'm creeping down the block, headed to my boss's pad
I've never wanted to kill somebody this fucking bad
But now I'm looking in the window and he sees me
He didn't board it up; he made it so easy
I bust the glass and put the gun to his head
Pulled the trigger for the first time now he's laying dead

'Tis that kill music / 'tis that hate music
'Tis that "get a knife and stab your fucking face" music
'Tis that death music, till nothing's left music
Stab her chest till she running out of breath music
I make the hate music; I make the hate music
I make the rape music; I make the rape music
I will kill you for my team; that's on my motherfucking word
Lock your doors, board the windows, and get ready for the purge
"We're gonna make it through tonight and everything's gonna be okay."
"Nothing is every going to be okay."
Be careful what you wish for; they said I got 'em all now
A once in a lifetime chance to make 'em all fall down
I've been ready for this, but there's no time for mistakes
If I fuck up then I'm dead; I lose my blood and my face
I lost my mind and my faith, now I get to slay human race
Legally, no punishments / no way I'll miss with my aim
Today I'm making my way straight to my enemy's house
She keeps her fucking guard down, sucking the dick of her spouse
Red-handed dick in her mouth, I tie 'em up and lock 'em in
Strap her down on the couch, about to commit a lot of sins
Gag her mouth with his limbs; I chopped them off and he's worthless
Rape her over again, and this is just the first bitch
I got some neighbors to chop, and I got some pricks to eat
And I'm keeping the blood on my face, so no one fucks with me
It's murder time in the streets; it's every man for himself
I will conquer and defeat; I will prevail in this hell

'Tis that kill music / 'tis that hate music
'Tis that "get a knife and stab your fucking face" music
'Tis that death music, till nothing's left music
Stab her chest till she running out of breath music
I make the hate music; I make the hate music
I make the rape music; I make the rape music
I will kill you for my team; that's on my motherfucking word
Lock your doors, board the windows, and get ready for the purge