Текст песни Year Of The Cadaver Race - Bloodbath
A
black
and
white
moving
cloud
of
wings
in
the
sky
A
flock
of
vultures
approach
while
blotting
out
the
sun
Their
shrieks
are
deafening
To
the
human
ears
Of
those
who
died,
all
return...
Feel
the
hoofs
- they′re
coming
Hear
the
growls
- they're
coming
Fallen
prey
now
hunt
their
hunter
Vengeance
of
the
animal
beast
See
their
numbers
- they′re
coming
Smell
their
stench
- they're
coming
Slaughtered
victims
now
slay
their
master
Retaliation
of
the
beast
Nations
are
trampled
under
four
legged
flesh
A
pounding
horde
of
hollow
bodies
in
sight
They
rear
their
skulls
and
cry
out
Of
all
those
who
were
killed,
all
return
Echoes
of
swine
squeals
distorting
the
silence
Reclaiming
the
loss
of
meat
stolen
from
their
bodies
Chewing
and
pissing
on
human
remains
Of
all
those
who
were
slain,
all
return
Moans
and
barks
coming
from
the
same
direction
The
human's
pets
no
longer
sit
at
their
sides
Primitive
instincts,
animalistic
dogma
Of
all
those
in
captivity,
now
in
devious
activity
Species
without
a
language
of
words
Known
only
for
their
deeds
A
call
upon
death,
death
answers
quickly
Of
all
those
who′re
alive,
not
an
animal
- not
a
man
Massive
human
emibration
Massive
death
inhabitation
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