Blood Red Throne - Gather The Dead Lyrics
He who holds a passionFor all that is extremeA live burning passionLike nothing you`ve seenRaped as a teen, molested as childHe doesnt care for a *****ing human lifeKill, kill - all the little voices tells him toKill, kill - all that is alive can beKilled, killed - all the little voices tells him toKill, kill - all that is alive can be killedHe who holds a passionFor all that is extremeA live burning passionLike nothing you`ve seenHe deceives humans into his evil plotFrom killing humans and letting them rotGather the deadVictims of human diseaseGather the deadOnto a growing pile of human wasteKill, kill, killCant you see?You have to kill someone to feel freeKill, kill, killCant beat the rushFrom killing humans and letting them rotCapture of soulsHe kills to feel freeUnafraid punishmentHe will claim temporary insanityAll he wants is to see you bleedGather the deadGather the deadKill, kill, killCant you see?You have to kill someone to feel freeKill, kill, killCant beat the rushFrom killing humans and letting them rot
