Lyrics:
stop, stop the war
Sounds of carnage
Civilians being burned alive
I cannot see
Is there an end in sight?
cll I know is hell before me
cll I hear is
some in the flock here
Always crave for more
For far too long
The issue was ignored
By the biggest caliber
The poise will be restored
A couple of kills
love love love love love
Love
Love
Love
You should let me fix your damage
Know that I don’t do no carnage
Only need one night to finish
vibe
I stay comfortable with my sins by keeping God on my side
Which may sound like a contradiction, I'ma ride till I die
Trying to make an honest living
carnage
The evil night
When the thought of supreme and purest mind
Deformed into the horrible sight
Which breeds the Bestial lust
Until the dawn will rise
grave la merde, squatte la station de lavage
Je suis sur le corner, j'ai du teh opé
Et la recette que j'ai dû dérober
Viens commettre un carnage
Si
carnage,
Overlooking heaps of flesh melting, believed he had the power to start a world war,
Unleashed his blessed famine, exposing us to gore.
Asesinar la
You obey the dark – K.N.I.F.Evil
You’re the sacrifice – K.N.IF.E.
See the bestial mark – K.N.I.F.Evil
As the fog of the carnage descends, you’re alone
(schh) paire de (woah)
Drive-by, BM, double (woah)
Tout est (woah) c'est l'9-(woah)
Le Prince rafale sur le Roi
J'sors le (woah) tout le monde (woah)
the black rose grow my way! Murders justified by a twisted truth of insanity Holy deeds with war conclusion Weight our souls with blood and bones Are we
and Krista Muir is like kids on a tour
Gone to war with ominous thoughts, anonymous authors of communist plots and
Omnivores when carnage is wrought, you run
Drive by Aventador (j'fais le tour de la ville)
Pas les premiers qu'on démarre, pas les derniers qu'on finit
Rah, 93 Empire
J'peux pas être roi,
burial cage, in blood they assuage
Restless warriors upsurge, war drums pace their trudge
Wretched soil drinks the carnage
Resurrection tolls, god
ni-même de famas
Mes tires sortent de ma bouche et parfois je fais pire
J'suis venu pour faire un carnage et puis fuir
Je n'ai pas besoin de bla-blas, ni
me blinded by the light
It's so quiet in a sense, the silence just reflects
There's a crisis in my head from the vices I possess
And the prices
The smell of rotted fools
Wither away your spirit
Crushing you by the soul
Destroying all your will to live
Won't you meet your doom
Among this gruesome
the dead shall rise for carnage...
They come...From the grave
They come...From the grave
Scattered remnants of mankind lies at their feet
A threat to all
by human guts, blood everywhere
The last of days for many, the final stage for humanity
Reload, charge with full force
It is time for the final
torsos
As garden statues
A grotesque feast
Of human flesh and pus
Aroused by pain
A gateway to death
Madness reigns
At the climax of carnage
Life
Skin falls to the ground
In a mixture from the wounds
Fleshy, butchery, inhumane carnage
Strip the skin off the dead
Saw the muscles one by one
echoes through the tombs
I sodomize the fresh abortion by the dark glow of the moon
Its mother desecrates her cunt with a broken bottle from the floor
We were in the last battle
In honor of our pride and gods
We praised the steel of our mighty sword
Excited by the view of this bloody carnage
the ease of a flicked wrist, your soul can be seized from a distance/
In an instant - by this Plague affiliate that's seething with sickness/
I seem to get
flesh
I see them coming in a trail of death
The undead invades, bringer of death
They show no mercy when they hunt for flesh
Carnal, carnage
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