Man! Hear the sound of the end
Nothing will be the same
When the four'll take command
Right now!
We are rising some hell
On the altar of steel
rot and proud, my friend!
Pre Chorus:
Now, destroying ground
And feel your brain
Melt down into your head
let your rage feeding
our damned souls
a flight without wings
upon a sea of flesh and sweat
and in this factory...
...we will make your death!
Chorus:
Prepare your self to die
And feel our power rise
We wanna see destruction, some more!
Now you don't need to cry
If you'll be sacrificed
We only got a passion for gore!
Created
Darkness
Upon the lightest stage
Feeling
Full pleasure
When we release your rage
Give us
More anger
Smashing each other bones
We won't stop
This mayhem
Untill we'll spill your blood
This' the trade mark of hell
Now pre-emption we have
On your life or death
Now Run!
Join our assembly line
Deadly stuff we combine
Creating horror insane
Pre Chorus:
Now, destroying ground
And feel your brain
Melt down into your head
let your rage feeding
our damned souls
a flight without wings
upon a sea of flesh and sweat
and in this factory...
Chorus:
Prepare your self to die
And feel our power rise
We wanna see destruction, some more!
Now you don't need to cry
If you'll be sacrificed
We only got a passion for gore!
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