The Social Slaughter

It looks gross
Your temporary God throne
Every minute going insane
You are the King Denial

How we create the Madness
How we redeem the Darkness
All I am is a Soul Tormentor
Ready to strike once again

You flame the fields
To Emptiness
Invoke the Lord of Thunder
You dare the Gods

We serenade the madness
We now redeem the Darkness
Witnessing the Dance of Vultures
You may behold the same

Preacher of Unspoken Words
It's written in rhymes and rhythms
Kill, Kill Face the Sentence
Kill, Kill, they are coming for you

Kill, Kill Soul Tormentor
Kill, Kill Avenge your loss
Kill, Kill Barely Human
Kill, Kill Grotesque Figure

It has to die
This lonely burden of my own

Between the lies you'll read
Surface the truth unveiling

The Social Slaughter
Coming at you
The Social Slaughter



Credits
Writer(s): Martin Furia
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