Flayed Disciple

Hail the lords of the grind!
Death to false metal!
Dead

It's raining blood as I stab and hack
Unleash the bloodthirsty, eaten from inside
Your inner self is pounded in to dust
Creeping death, it will seek and destroy

All guns blazing, a wicked necromancer
You're screaming for vengeance, but evil never dies
The metal gods will put you in the grinder
A metal meltdown, electric madness roars in sight

The dawn patrol will take no prisoners
Against the Rattlehead they will wake up dead
Siege of power, a necessary evil
Verminous
Nazi punks fuck off

Slowly we rot, as we fall to the gates of hell
Left there dying, chopped in half
Zip up the body bag

Rocking out to Efilniklufesin
The schism's out of sight and out of mind

Flayed disciple

A date with destiny, you need to get a life
Broken society, is running out of time

To go against the grain, you are the government
We're only gonna die

Fucking go!

Do what you want
Do what you want



Credits
Writer(s): Phil Tolfree
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