Streets Of Rage

I know there is a sense of cruelty,
The spawn of the human soul.
My hands untied, i feel no sanity
It's time to start a bloody brawl

Quick reflexes, mind as blade,
The hands strike like stones.
Like the arrow from the shade
My punch will crush your bones!

Die, now!
Die!

Night streets and sullen buildings’ walls
Are my massacre area,
I see and memory recalls
My fighting hysteria.

Eyes are burning, muscles tensed,
I foresee a fistfight,
So let's begin this maiming dance
Show me all your might!

Die, now!
Die!

You're not standing on your feet...
Well who's next?
We all need more fight!
So motherfuckers bring it on! yeah!

So what’s the best thing
In a furious fight?
Is that you win the enemy
By your sharp mind!

Die, now!
Die!