Killer - The New Division

A world in disorder

A season to die

There’s no shame in murder

The tow of the line

You might bring some company

In the wake of your belief

You might really be deceived

But you’ll soon just realize

When you kill you do the time

When you kill you do the time

A handshake of honor

A token of a scene

The price for your medicine

In the payment of a sham

Are broken by the sound of a thousand people cheering

And they come to shout

With their breath they’ll keep on screaming

When you kill you do the time

When you kill you do the time

When you kill you do the time

When you kill you do the time