| Song | Grind And Rewind |
| Artist | Defleshed |
| Album | Reclaim The Beat |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Hark! | |
| Now the drums beat up again | |
| For all true soldiers and gentlemen | |
| Blood on my hands, and with blood on my mind | |
| I am to slay and replay... I grind and rewind | |
| The plots, the plans, the decadence | |
| Make my life complete | |
| Wars and tours and open sores | |
| It's all I must repeat | |
| Recycle pain then kill again | |
| Cause every mortal loss is an immortal gain | |
| I've got a taste for the extreme | |
| Yet how strange that may seem | |
| I've joined forces with misery | |
| With death I've built my team | |
| Death squad elite | |
| Kill and repeat | |
| I grind and rewind | |
| Everything is cursed where bombs and shells have burst | |
| All mangled now where led and steel have done their worst | |
| Killings I loop | |
| With my death troop | |
| And with murder I am one as I reload my gun | |
| Grind and rewind | |
| One shot, one chance to ease my fatal abstinence | |
| I track and trace... and grind and rewind |
| Hark! | |
| Now the drums beat up again | |
| For all true soldiers and gentlemen | |
| Blood on my hands, and with blood on my mind | |
| I am to slay and replay... I grind and rewind | |
| The plots, the plans, the decadence | |
| Make my life complete | |
| Wars and tours and open sores | |
| It' s all I must repeat | |
| Recycle pain then kill again | |
| Cause every mortal loss is an immortal gain | |
| I' ve got a taste for the extreme | |
| Yet how strange that may seem | |
| I' ve joined forces with misery | |
| With death I' ve built my team | |
| Death squad elite | |
| Kill and repeat | |
| I grind and rewind | |
| Everything is cursed where bombs and shells have burst | |
| All mangled now where led and steel have done their worst | |
| Killings I loop | |
| With my death troop | |
| And with murder I am one as I reload my gun | |
| Grind and rewind | |
| One shot, one chance to ease my fatal abstinence | |
| I track and trace... and grind and rewind |
| Hark! | |
| Now the drums beat up again | |
| For all true soldiers and gentlemen | |
| Blood on my hands, and with blood on my mind | |
| I am to slay and replay... I grind and rewind | |
| The plots, the plans, the decadence | |
| Make my life complete | |
| Wars and tours and open sores | |
| It' s all I must repeat | |
| Recycle pain then kill again | |
| Cause every mortal loss is an immortal gain | |
| I' ve got a taste for the extreme | |
| Yet how strange that may seem | |
| I' ve joined forces with misery | |
| With death I' ve built my team | |
| Death squad elite | |
| Kill and repeat | |
| I grind and rewind | |
| Everything is cursed where bombs and shells have burst | |
| All mangled now where led and steel have done their worst | |
| Killings I loop | |
| With my death troop | |
| And with murder I am one as I reload my gun | |
| Grind and rewind | |
| One shot, one chance to ease my fatal abstinence | |
| I track and trace... and grind and rewind |