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• Artiste: Cradle To The Grave
• Titre: Slaughter Forever
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I hope you die in the drought Drown to death in the dirt Eternal rest with the worms in your mouth What you deserve Australians all let us rejoice in the blood of a dying mother For they are young and bleed they will, we proceed to take her daughter Babykillers. I'm calling you out Rapists and murderers, your days of cowering in the dark are done The modern-day slave trade feeding and clothing a community of cunts And you'll be shamed for the scum that you know you are Close down the farm and send yourself to the abattoir Out in the cesspools, we breed And in humility, we bleed We watch the wolves die on our doorstep as they howl for help We slit their throats and say "This is Australia" Mark my words every one of them will suffer And i assure you every victim will be accounted for I come bearing the wrath of 75 billion souls Run in fear Their blood on all our hands, in their murder we share You are nothing but a void for the rest of them Mouths water over rotting carcasses Inhale life and shit out death Rapists and murderers, your days of cowering in the dark are done The modern-day slave trade feeding and clothing a community of cunts And you'll be shamed for the scum that you know you are Close down the farm and send yourself to the abattoir When the animal torturers of the world hear my name may the hairs on their body stand A chill sweep deep in their bones, as they endure a fear so intense that they Quiver ferociously in the relentless agony of their souls We've stormed the slaughterhouse under the cover of night Burnt it to the fucking ground and buried the knives Ghosts in the gears of the machines Haunted halls of the kill floor gleam My objective is clear: blade at the throat, destined for dust Herd into the human farm, a stampede of disfigured livestock Blood will run the rivers red until the cleansing is complete