Slaughter Forever-To The Grave

[00:00.000] 作曲 : Dane Evans [00:03.180] I hope you die in the drought [00:05.096] Drown to death in the dirt [00:06.833] Eternal rest with the worms in your mouth [00:09.618] What you deserve [00:12.038] Australians all let us rejoice in the blood of a dying mother [00:15.242] For they are young and bleed they will, we proceed to take her daughter [00:19.314] Babykillers. [00:22.585] I'm calling you out [00:26.033] Rapists and murderers, [00:30.000] your days of cowering in the dark are done [00:33.493] The modern-day slave trade feeding and clothing a community of cunts [00:39.811] And you'll be shamed for the scum that you know you are [00:44.220] Close down the farm and send yourself to the abattoir [00:48.474] Out in the cesspools, we breed [00:51.918] And in humility, we bleed [00:55.626] We watch the wolves die on our doorstep as they howl for help [00:58.894] We slit their throats and say [01:01.187] "This is Australia" [01:04.084] Mark my words every one of them will suffer [01:07.717] And i assure you every victim will be accounted for [01:11.525] I come bearing the wrath of 75 billion souls [01:14.574] Run in fear [01:31.879] Their blood on all our hands, in their murder we share [01:36.187] You are nothing but a void for the rest of them [01:40.355] Mouths water over rotting carcasses [01:44.530] Inhale life and shit out death [01:51.770] Rapists and murderers, [01:55.758] your days of cowering in the dark are done [01:59.568] The modern-day slave trade feeding and clothing a community of cunts [02:06.859] And you'll be shamed for the scum that you know you are [02:10.729] Close down the farm and send yourself to the abattoir [02:14.226] When the animal torturers of the world hear my name may the hairs on their body stand [02:20.540] A chill sweep deep in their bones, [02:21.870] as they endure a fear so intense that they [02:25.100] Quiver ferociously in the relentless agony of their souls [02:29.261] We've stormed the slaughterhouse under the cover of night [02:32.096] Burnt it to the fxxking ground and buried the knives [02:35.407] Ghosts in the gears of the machines [02:38.348] Haunted halls of the kill floor gleam [02:41.928] My objective is clear: blade at the throat, destined for dust [02:45.236] Herd into the human farm, a stampede of disfigured livestock [02:48.526] Blood will run the rivers red until the cleansing is complete