Hostages in my lair
Breathing in the chilled air of death
War is hell
War is hell
War is hell
These voices haunt my dreams
Breed, Feed, Kill
Feed and breed and kill them
The flesh forms that roam here
Conscious beings of splendor
Their minds escape their bodies
Blade on the grindstone
The anvil strikes
As they lay, hogtied and ready
To sink in the swamp
The anvil strikes
Dead eyed, no will to live
Sharpen the blade, expose your neck
Tied to a pole with chains, ball gag shoved down the back of the throat
Back of the mind raging with thoughts of war
Beckon the horn, my brethren to die
Eat the pill
Feel cold steel
Blood trickle
Down your throat
As you gag
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Precious life
Blood soaked knife
Screams are rife
Don’t be scared
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Death is pure, you’re just a slave to the game
I’ll free you from the spell that you have cast
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Pleading achieves nothing when you’ve already lost everything that means something
Don’t fear death, embrace it
Click click boom
Blood drenched silhouettes
Hand in hand
supported by 16 fans who also own “Blade On The Grindstone”
Ignorant in the best way hardcore-influenced death metal for those who like to windmill in a cloud of smoke. So good even this straight edge kid could be enticed. If you liked the attitude of the first Tony Danza Tapdance Extravaganza album, come see this. Shoutout to Aftershock reviews for the introduction. Luke
supported by 16 fans who also own “Blade On The Grindstone”
The perfect mix of (old school) death thrash and (modern) slam death. With a great sense for groove and impressive amount of variation. I'll keep an eye on these guys - especially on their other profile where this is a little cheaper and new stuff is available. mourner