Song | Barbaric Bludgeonings |
Artist | Cannibal Corpse |
Album | Kill |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Barrett | |
Moving through the cover of night | |
With battle hardened hate in their eyes | |
Anticipate the surgical strike | |
Unsuspecting victims | |
Will suffer, panic stricken, traumatizing agony | |
Violence, the purest form, a primitive trait | |
The weak will inherit the earth pile on top of their graves | |
Survival is slipping the attack has already begun | |
Dominant force batter their prey, bludgeons their weapon of choice | |
A vicious tradition since the dawn of man | |
Traumatizing agony | |
Murderous revelry, smashing people to pieces | |
This kind of hate cannot be contained | |
Those who have fallen onto the ground will never rise again | |
Squalid and broken no match for the enemy | |
Too weak to fight back no chance for escape | |
Covered in their own blood | |
The surgical strike must go on | |
Ripping out organs they're hung on display | |
A message to others they'll die the same way | |
Covered in their own blood | |
The surgical strike must go on | |
Moving through the cover of night | |
With battle hardened hate in their eyes | |
Anticipate the surgical strike | |
Unsuspecting victims | |
Will suffer, panic stricken, traumatizing agony |
zuo ci : Barrett | |
Moving through the cover of night | |
With battle hardened hate in their eyes | |
Anticipate the surgical strike | |
Unsuspecting victims | |
Will suffer, panic stricken, traumatizing agony | |
Violence, the purest form, a primitive trait | |
The weak will inherit the earth pile on top of their graves | |
Survival is slipping the attack has already begun | |
Dominant force batter their prey, bludgeons their weapon of choice | |
A vicious tradition since the dawn of man | |
Traumatizing agony | |
Murderous revelry, smashing people to pieces | |
This kind of hate cannot be contained | |
Those who have fallen onto the ground will never rise again | |
Squalid and broken no match for the enemy | |
Too weak to fight back no chance for escape | |
Covered in their own blood | |
The surgical strike must go on | |
Ripping out organs they' re hung on display | |
A message to others they' ll die the same way | |
Covered in their own blood | |
The surgical strike must go on | |
Moving through the cover of night | |
With battle hardened hate in their eyes | |
Anticipate the surgical strike | |
Unsuspecting victims | |
Will suffer, panic stricken, traumatizing agony |
zuò cí : Barrett | |
Moving through the cover of night | |
With battle hardened hate in their eyes | |
Anticipate the surgical strike | |
Unsuspecting victims | |
Will suffer, panic stricken, traumatizing agony | |
Violence, the purest form, a primitive trait | |
The weak will inherit the earth pile on top of their graves | |
Survival is slipping the attack has already begun | |
Dominant force batter their prey, bludgeons their weapon of choice | |
A vicious tradition since the dawn of man | |
Traumatizing agony | |
Murderous revelry, smashing people to pieces | |
This kind of hate cannot be contained | |
Those who have fallen onto the ground will never rise again | |
Squalid and broken no match for the enemy | |
Too weak to fight back no chance for escape | |
Covered in their own blood | |
The surgical strike must go on | |
Ripping out organs they' re hung on display | |
A message to others they' ll die the same way | |
Covered in their own blood | |
The surgical strike must go on | |
Moving through the cover of night | |
With battle hardened hate in their eyes | |
Anticipate the surgical strike | |
Unsuspecting victims | |
Will suffer, panic stricken, traumatizing agony |