Ne ya a/The Beating
by Stout· from Sleep Bitch
Invade like space god damned human race wretched species with the stench of faeces, Ki gone strike, the vital nerve it's on crush them like newborns don't make me beat you down, God of mercy, beat you down.
Sounds of silence worlds full of violence, heed the, the prophecy death is all I see, nocturnal hearts of pitch never bleed through hatred, pain and debauchery fragmented wisdom's unforgiving bark the lambs children. War dance, dance.
Ne ya e.
Shame and disorder, to fight and to conquer, nothing shall be safe damn this filthy race. Cold and darkness the final embrace smash these whores fucking faces, Ne ya e.
Cut off at the knees perforated lungs wheeze, muscles freeze, hearts seize the baiting breath of the enemy. Apocalyptic emergency, beware demonic seeds extending territories instinct pure, predatory. The dogs of war dance for war blood laps upon the shore. Fight, fight and to conquer. Pray, pray to the Savior...holy, unholy, unholy trinity the end marked clearly bellicose tendencies, dance, war dance.
Live, drink, die, dance for ...live, drink, die, dance for. God damned human race wretched species with the stench of faeces.