As centuries pass there lives a horred breed Who lurks within the subconscious of man A fiend who plants its parasitic seed Within the blood of every vein it can
It warps the mind with poison to the soul And leaves a man to ruin and forlorn Of everything he knew and could control And only then is he to be reborn
With breaking bones contorting as they grow And muscles twisting into foreign shapes A creature spawns with yellow eyes that glow In hunger through the fog of midnight drapes
Equipped with instincts made to kill, the feast Begins beneath the mournful, scarlet moon The scent of salt and iron thrills the beast As mothers of dismembered sons now plead and croon
The snapping jaws have splintered skulls and limbs And leave the strongest men in scattered pieces Within the pools of death the creature swims Until the sun relieves the mortal leases
The tortured bones retract once more into The human form they are supposed to be As consciousness returns with thoughts askew The eyes once yellow fade and start to see
The ruthless carnage of their heinous breed The ravaged bodies home to ants and flies The consequence of the unholy seed Which plants itself when mercy comes and dies
Equipped with instincts made to kill, the feast Begins beneath the mournful, scarlet moon The scent of salt and iron thrills the beast As mothers of dismembered sons now plead and croon
Equipped with instincts made to killTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.