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• Artiste: Occult
• Titre: Slaughtering The Pigs
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Enter the realm of the Messiah Receive the revelation of hate The coming apocalypse We are here to celebrate Return of Christ in the flesh Blessed with apostles with lust With drug inducted orgies Obeying their prophet they must Rebel priest for the outcasts Sharing his beloved whores While unfolding his vision To prepare for the final war Gathering arms in their compound For their desert battalion Rising from the Devil's hole After the great conflagration Creepy, crawling, through the night Blades, are gleaming, in the light Assassins, ready, to do his will Devil Christ, commands to kill Black-clad assassins arrive To ignite the final war "I am the Devil, come!!!" To do the Devil's work In a random massacre Five are to be slaughtered Hundred and two stabs Corpses lie defiled Merciless killing spree Total fucking death Blood smeared on the walls Taste the victim's blood And another two will die Slashing carnage thrills War carved in the corpse Death to the fucking pigs Creepy, crawling, through the night Blades, are gleaming, in the light Assassins, ready, to do his will Devil Christ, commands to kill Kill...Kill...Kill...Slaughtering the pigs Kill...Kill...Kill...Slaughtering the pigs Enter the realm of the Messiah Receive the revelation of hate The coming apocalypse We are here to celebrate Return of Christ in the flesh Blessed with apostles with lust With drug inducted orgies Obeying their prophet they must Rebel priest for the outcasts Sharing his beloved whores While unfolding his vision To prepare for the final war Gathering arms in their compound For their desert battalion Rising from the Devil's hole After the great conflagration Creepy, crawling, through the night Blades, are gleaming, in the light Assassins, ready, to do his will Devil Christ, commands to kill Kill Kill Kill Slaughtering the pigs