I can feel in my dreams
destroying their skulls
defeated their processes on the ground
death is revenge
who takes up to you
blinding eyes want to stop
opened the way on me killing them is the mission which you requested
people will die in your hands
thirst for killing more
I feel in my head
that wants to explote
the thirst of a murderer who wants to kill
take my gun
I will put it in your head
lose the hatred of which i am made
is time of war, is time of death
you need to feel the blood
the blood of children flow in your hands
screams penetrated your head
now take your knife and put it in your neck
cut and feel this pain
feel this cold, the cold of death
and you scream why
now you see the mirror
your soul going to hell
why? you have tears in your eyes
why? feel this pain
now, you're going crazy
now, you're fucking insane
disease control you
brutal insanity
I can feel in my dreams
destroying their skulls
defeated their processes on the ground
death is revenge
who takes up to you
hatred runs freely through my veins
people will die in your hands
thirst for killing more
voices tell you to do it
is brutal insanity
The Brazilian metal outfit teaches a lesson in exemplary thrash, delivering palm-mute chugging, dexterous fretwork, and infuriated-but-intelligible vocals on every song Bandcamp Album of the Day Jan 21, 2021