Blood of My Enemies
An island of death in the madness of life
Where the bodies are left to decay
Smelling the stench of the rotting flesh
All the victims are left with their prey
Weeping wounds lunatics
Bodies burn like candlesticks
Screaming tongues wounded pride
Dead man walk among all those
Among all those who died
The blood of my enemies
No need for sympathy
The blood of my enemies
Call in the infantry
(2x)
A license to kill in a temple of doom
Where the preachers all beg for their lives
A symptom of hate and a merciful fate
Where the preacher of evil survives
Weeping wounds lunatics
Bodies burn like candlesticks
Screaming tongues wounded pride
Dead man walk among all those
Among all those who died
The blood of my enemies
No need for sympathy
The blood of my enemies
Call in the infantry
(2x)
Picking up the pieces
Fighting for another day
Decimate the Christians
Celebrate their holiday
Taking all the pleasure
Taking all the pain away
Killing all the enemy
This will be the price you pay
The taste of revenge & the smell of success
As you bury the lives of the dead
The island of death in the madness of life
Are the dreams that you live in your head
Weeping wounds lunatics
Bodies burn like candlesticks
Screaming tongues wounded pride
Dead man walk among all those
Among all those who died
The blood of my enemies
No need for sympathy
The blood of my enemies
Call in the infantry
(2x)
Where the bodies are left to decay
Smelling the stench of the rotting flesh
All the victims are left with their prey
Weeping wounds lunatics
Bodies burn like candlesticks
Screaming tongues wounded pride
Dead man walk among all those
Among all those who died
The blood of my enemies
No need for sympathy
The blood of my enemies
Call in the infantry
(2x)
A license to kill in a temple of doom
Where the preachers all beg for their lives
A symptom of hate and a merciful fate
Where the preacher of evil survives
Weeping wounds lunatics
Bodies burn like candlesticks
Screaming tongues wounded pride
Dead man walk among all those
Among all those who died
The blood of my enemies
No need for sympathy
The blood of my enemies
Call in the infantry
(2x)
Picking up the pieces
Fighting for another day
Decimate the Christians
Celebrate their holiday
Taking all the pleasure
Taking all the pain away
Killing all the enemy
This will be the price you pay
The taste of revenge & the smell of success
As you bury the lives of the dead
The island of death in the madness of life
Are the dreams that you live in your head
Weeping wounds lunatics
Bodies burn like candlesticks
Screaming tongues wounded pride
Dead man walk among all those
Among all those who died
The blood of my enemies
No need for sympathy
The blood of my enemies
Call in the infantry
(2x)
Credits
Writer(s): Andrew Eftichiou, Luke David Cook, Nathan Gilbert Shea
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