human cattle destined to die, lead them to the slaughter
purify the gene pool, wipe them out make them bleed
no justice no court of law, beat out the confession
one way ticket to a mass grave, your final destination
volunteer for duty
service for mankind
workforce for genocide
part of the machine
there's no turning back now, blood is in your hands
used to be a normal man, brainwashed in to a killer
up close and personal, see the blood escaping
through their necks they gasp for air, slowly decapitated
feel rush of murder, as the knife goes in
morbid satisfaction another one in the grave
justification for murder
there's no crime in war
just obeying orders
the actions take their toll
feel your heart beating
wake up in a sweat
haunted by the acts you can never take back
pain you have inflicted
lives you took by force
long forgotten faces
forever haunting your dreams
hear them scream
years and decades in denial, distanced from the truth
past life you thought you left in the battlefield
guilt and self hate is your prison
suicide your last solution
people turn a blind eye, they choose not to believe
dark side of humanity, too much to comprehend
another massacre occurs
extermination
history repeats itself
its never ending
I can't formally retract the erroneous 2.0 I gave this back in 2018, but I can say that, five years on, I've come around to this record in a big way. Quality death metal with great atmosphere without being "atmospheric" (read: boring) metal. Diabolus in Muzaka