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 perfect 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, your nerves are pounding red
 You're the 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 dripping 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