Berurier Noir
Macadam Massacre
Chromosome Y
In the hands of the state
Strength is called right
In the hands of the individual
It's called crime
Chromosome Y... (2x)
Mom, am I a killer?
Happiness in the blood
Are you afraid of it?
And I would kill my sister
Spare my heart
When misfortune
Trails in the sector
The assassin is dying
The knife full of blood
Murders a child
And in the evening he dies
The assassin is afraid
Condemned to death
And wrongly condemned
The executioner is content
And the murderer in tears
The blood of the murderer
Flowed down to the feet
Of the disgusted crowd,
Of satisfied executioner
In the hands of the state
Force is called law
In the hands of the individual
It is called crime
Chromosome Y.. (6x)

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