Outcast of the hunters
Hunt them all down
Burnt and wrecked shelters
Of a once called existence
Lifelless and deseased
Your thoughts sublive in pain
The core is rotten from inside
No life stands on the edge
Through the corriders of thoughts, big empty s***es
Through the circle till you rot, slime covered caves
All the blood life you have spilled, pale white faces screaming
Hostile presence all around, devoured by psycho war
Equal breeding standards
Give birth and die in chains
Know what you're supposed to know
Kill your inner self
Stomp your feelings to the ground
Drain life out of them
Use the s*** they give you
Take the trip and die
Through the corriders of thoughts, big empty s***es
Through the circle till you rot, slime covered caves
All the blood life you have spilled, pale white faces screaming
Hostile presence all around, devoured by psycho war
Straight lined forms of flesh
Feared and confermed
Enter the tunnel of deceipt
On your move turn back and die
Through the corriders of thoughts, big empty s***es
Through the circle till you rot, slime covered caves
All the blood life you have spilled, pale white faces screaming
Hostile presence all around, devoured by psycho war
Hunt them all down
Burnt and wrecked shelters
Of a once called existence
Lifelless and deseased
Your thoughts sublive in pain
The core is rotten from inside
No life stands on the edge
Through the corriders of thoughts, big empty s***es
Through the circle till you rot, slime covered caves
All the blood life you have spilled, pale white faces screaming
Hostile presence all around, devoured by psycho war
Equal breeding standards
Give birth and die in chains
Know what you're supposed to know
Kill your inner self
Stomp your feelings to the ground
Drain life out of them
Use the s*** they give you
Take the trip and die
Through the corriders of thoughts, big empty s***es
Through the circle till you rot, slime covered caves
All the blood life you have spilled, pale white faces screaming
Hostile presence all around, devoured by psycho war
Straight lined forms of flesh
Feared and confermed
Enter the tunnel of deceipt
On your move turn back and die
Through the corriders of thoughts, big empty s***es
Through the circle till you rot, slime covered caves
All the blood life you have spilled, pale white faces screaming
Hostile presence all around, devoured by psycho war