Beast of Prey (Remastered)
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โฑ๏ธ 4:05 duration
๐ ID: 25421027
๐ Lyrics
The sound of violence, breaking silence
Ripped from the illness and bars
The sound of thunder, forceful thunder
The incense of God in my arms
The bells that curse, we chase them
The bells that pass, that come to blow God into hell
The bells that curse, we chase them
The bells that pass, that come to blow God into hell
Die
Blood-hilling sight, the departed ones
Storming through dust, just to kill
All they seek to kill, the way the incense of bloodshed is a thrill
The black moon comes as a priest, pain and death
And through the perils you will feel the threat
The black moon comes as a priest, pain and death
And through the perils you will feel the threat
Eye-balls rolling, bodies twisting
Mouths screaming as they burn
Chests exploding, feeling gutting
Doomed and gnawing, let you yearn
All I want, all I need
Is to see my enemies bleed
All I want, all I need
Is to see my enemies bleed
Kill
Gods for annihilation, hell's celebration
Execution of God, it begins
Said the world on fire, so crack in the spire
This time the devil will win
Slay the saints of fear and pain
As we run through the fires of ash
Antichrist is in your head
As we blow God's throne with your prayers
All I want, all I crave
Is to kill the ones I face
All I want, all I crave
Is to kill the ones I face
I spit in the face of God with my gun
Ablaze in the ghost, turn and run over his son
I spit in the face of God with my gun
Ablaze in the ghost, turn and run over his son
Yar! Yar!
Ripped from the illness and bars
The sound of thunder, forceful thunder
The incense of God in my arms
The bells that curse, we chase them
The bells that pass, that come to blow God into hell
The bells that curse, we chase them
The bells that pass, that come to blow God into hell
Die
Blood-hilling sight, the departed ones
Storming through dust, just to kill
All they seek to kill, the way the incense of bloodshed is a thrill
The black moon comes as a priest, pain and death
And through the perils you will feel the threat
The black moon comes as a priest, pain and death
And through the perils you will feel the threat
Eye-balls rolling, bodies twisting
Mouths screaming as they burn
Chests exploding, feeling gutting
Doomed and gnawing, let you yearn
All I want, all I need
Is to see my enemies bleed
All I want, all I need
Is to see my enemies bleed
Kill
Gods for annihilation, hell's celebration
Execution of God, it begins
Said the world on fire, so crack in the spire
This time the devil will win
Slay the saints of fear and pain
As we run through the fires of ash
Antichrist is in your head
As we blow God's throne with your prayers
All I want, all I crave
Is to kill the ones I face
All I want, all I crave
Is to kill the ones I face
I spit in the face of God with my gun
Ablaze in the ghost, turn and run over his son
I spit in the face of God with my gun
Ablaze in the ghost, turn and run over his son
Yar! Yar!