| Song | Blood for Blood |
| Artist | Killarmy |
| Album | Silent Weapons for Quiet Wars |
| Chorus：blood for blood without rewards | |
| A bullet hears my true love sign | |
| In life's young dreams to all | |
| Blood for blood | |
| Blood for blood without rewards | |
| (dom pachino) | |
| Deep in the hot sands of savannah, stands a rhymin' highlander, | |
| Mental expander with all the propaganda | |
| You in a contest, on his conquest | |
| Lies a rap voyager, articla lyricist | |
| Lyrics are delhi like asbestis | |
| You get cardiac arrested by the specialist | |
| Commando with no encore, sore like a bald eagle | |
| To this world full of evil | |
| A shields of forcefield, transparent like dear parks spring water | |
| Tracks are trench slaughter like a chainsaw massacre | |
| An ancient warrior trapped in castlevania | |
| One more way to explain is anger | |
| (shogun assason) | |
| To all my universal soldiers stay at attention | |
| While i strategize an invasion, the mission be assasination | |
| Snipers hittin' car casins with semi-automatic shots heard around the world | |
| My part is to control the globe and hold the world hostage | |
| And my fingertips with tight grips like atlas | |
| See i got a warplan more deadlier than hitler | |
| It was all written down in ancient scriptures | |
| Chorus: a bullet hears my true love sign | |
| In life's young dreams to all | |
| Blood for blood | |
| Blood for blood without rewards | |
| A bullet hears my true love sign | |
| In life's young dreams to all | |
| Blood for blood | |
| (9th prince) | |
| Yo, a re-genesis, a speak lyricist, x-ray visionist | |
| Lyrical specialist under world terrorist | |
| My razorblade custom sharpness | |
| Sharpin' the sword 'n' re-killed by the lord | |
| The last platoon set up a camp fire on the moon | |
| Be built of a will, illuminate soon | |
| All my soldiers train with eagle claws | |
| First to three of military laws | |
| We create a massacre like texas chainsaw | |
| Blood for blood keep the unity thick like mud | |
| Killarmy attack 'n' pell of fighters | |
| Deadly control of lone rangers, soap a sky blackness | |
| Squadron ally bombers like hitler and the battle of britain | |
| Analyse my vision then join my collision | |
| Which is a war conviction, militant chamber that's headin' | |
| Chorus: my true love sign | |
| In life's young dreams to all | |
| Blood for blood | |
| Blood for blood | |
| (beretta 9) | |
| Yo, check the convoy is parachutes diploid | |
| A squadron of arment killarms garment, it's sexist | |
| Surrender yo' shows 'n' yo' weapons | |
| Force the section pass the ammonition | |
| Shit is deep as i walk into danger | |
| Blowin' up spots with bad times 'n' anger | |
| Outlaws dipped to black for t-cap | |
| With more force to loot | |
| I bomb beyond the strike back | |
| The army, seven man deep, back to back | |
| I pullin' out gats, lounchin' deadly attacks | |
| I be goin' to war, unheard 'n' unseen | |
| Awakin' from yo' dreams, puck gunshots 'n' screams | |
| Don't got time for the snitchers, leave 'em count their stitches | |
| Make 'em take a fall in the bloody ditches | |
| Beretta 9 givin' it raw, blood for blood | |
| Now we've gathered all at war | |
| Chorus: why, blood for blood | |
| Blood for blood without rewards | |
| A bullet hears my true love sign | |
| In life's young dreams to all | |
| Blood for blood | |
| Blood for blood without rewards | |
| A bullet hears my true love sign | |
| In life's young dreams to all | |
| Blood for blood | |
| Blood for blood without rewards |
| Chorus: blood for blood without rewards | |
| A bullet hears my true love sign | |
| In life' s young dreams to all | |
| Blood for blood | |
| Blood for blood without rewards | |
| dom pachino | |
| Deep in the hot sands of savannah, stands a rhymin' highlander, | |
| Mental expander with all the propaganda | |
| You in a contest, on his conquest | |
| Lies a rap voyager, articla lyricist | |
| Lyrics are delhi like asbestis | |
| You get cardiac arrested by the specialist | |
| Commando with no encore, sore like a bald eagle | |
| To this world full of evil | |
| A shields of forcefield, transparent like dear parks spring water | |
| Tracks are trench slaughter like a chainsaw massacre | |
| An ancient warrior trapped in castlevania | |
| One more way to explain is anger | |
| shogun assason | |
| To all my universal soldiers stay at attention | |
| While i strategize an invasion, the mission be assasination | |
| Snipers hittin' car casins with semiautomatic shots heard around the world | |
| My part is to control the globe and hold the world hostage | |
| And my fingertips with tight grips like atlas | |
| See i got a warplan more deadlier than hitler | |
| It was all written down in ancient scriptures | |
| Chorus: a bullet hears my true love sign | |
| In life' s young dreams to all | |
| Blood for blood | |
| Blood for blood without rewards | |
| A bullet hears my true love sign | |
| In life' s young dreams to all | |
| Blood for blood | |
| 9th prince | |
| Yo, a regenesis, a speak lyricist, xray visionist | |
| Lyrical specialist under world terrorist | |
| My razorblade custom sharpness | |
| Sharpin' the sword ' n' rekilled by the lord | |
| The last platoon set up a camp fire on the moon | |
| Be built of a will, illuminate soon | |
| All my soldiers train with eagle claws | |
| First to three of military laws | |
| We create a massacre like texas chainsaw | |
| Blood for blood keep the unity thick like mud | |
| Killarmy attack ' n' pell of fighters | |
| Deadly control of lone rangers, soap a sky blackness | |
| Squadron ally bombers like hitler and the battle of britain | |
| Analyse my vision then join my collision | |
| Which is a war conviction, militant chamber that' s headin' | |
| Chorus: my true love sign | |
| In life' s young dreams to all | |
| Blood for blood | |
| Blood for blood | |
| beretta 9 | |
| Yo, check the convoy is parachutes diploid | |
| A squadron of arment killarms garment, it' s sexist | |
| Surrender yo' shows ' n' yo' weapons | |
| Force the section pass the ammonition | |
| Shit is deep as i walk into danger | |
| Blowin' up spots with bad times ' n' anger | |
| Outlaws dipped to black for tcap | |
| With more force to loot | |
| I bomb beyond the strike back | |
| The army, seven man deep, back to back | |
| I pullin' out gats, lounchin' deadly attacks | |
| I be goin' to war, unheard ' n' unseen | |
| Awakin' from yo' dreams, puck gunshots ' n' screams | |
| Don' t got time for the snitchers, leave ' em count their stitches | |
| Make ' em take a fall in the bloody ditches | |
| Beretta 9 givin' it raw, blood for blood | |
| Now we' ve gathered all at war | |
| Chorus: why, blood for blood | |
| Blood for blood without rewards | |
| A bullet hears my true love sign | |
| In life' s young dreams to all | |
| Blood for blood | |
| Blood for blood without rewards | |
| A bullet hears my true love sign | |
| In life' s young dreams to all | |
| Blood for blood | |
| Blood for blood without rewards |