Crisis - A Graveyard For *****es Lyrics
He's an invader on a misson. Got a built - in weapon.Gotta stake his claim, Leave his mark, then go conquerall over again. He's becoming a weapon, A flesh and boneknife. He's been taught to conquer and kill. A prefectStudent with an animalistic will. His body's a weapon, Aweapon of war. He leaves his mark,and it's deep from hisinsides. It's like she's the raw meat, and he's drawing theflies, He's not the only one, the mindset multiplies, themindset Multiplies. Like little soldiers with orders fromthe hive, like a modern primitive tribe. Animus primitizedin the jungle of life. Human but hubris perverted by thehive. Societal sickness only pigues curiosity, Goes withoutscrutiny, Becomes inherited Victimology history. Heartgrows Cold as stone. Sharpens the soul, Works over fleshand bone, till it's tough and unbreakable and all softnessis gone. He takes something away, she's dead alive. Afraidto look his own inevitable death in the eye, a beast comesto life! in her blood he's baptised by this soul sex genocide;the thrill is in the taking. He's an invader, his body'sa weapon, He's going to pillage the flesh frontier. Gonnastab jab invade penetrate degrade chop slice dice victimizecrack gash stab tear hack till the meat is off thehook... Warm blood won't wash away a dirty shame.Split open veins, still won't sweeten a sour hate. Can youhear them screaming..... He's in too deep, he's in too deep,She's dead alive. Headless torso, arms and legs; their ghostsstill remain, lifegiving wombs,birthing his pain.
