Thrashssacre

Dull and horrid, feel the low end crush
Roaring panzer tank oncoming rush
Gallop hard, synapses rapid fire
Fingers tear at white-hot razor wire
Thickened fist, toxic hammer smash
Sticks are whipping, cymbals crash
Keeping time with the reaper’s scythe
Causing all the damned to writhe
You’re the keeper of the giant’s spine
Melt the flesh away and flay the mind
Become doom, nerves are pounding red
Herald of the angry dead
Bones and blood
Feel your skull go thud
Conscious thought is gone
Join the primal throng
Blades a blur
Thrashssacre!
Gut the throat with a monstrous yell
That’s rooted in a private hell
Tearing brains apart and screaming free
On a brutal killing spree
Battle’s waging as you churn up scum
Gouging faces to pulp for fun
Lightning death, hard and fast and fierce
A chainsaw bloodbath for the ears
All together now let’s kill as one
Slay the heretics, sparing none
Become war, raise the sword
Leaders of the savage horde
Rise and die
In this blood-soaked sty
Blistered, cracked, and peeled
Axe of sharpened steel
Mass murder
Thrashssacre!
Thrashssacre!