Pantera - Slaughtered Lyrics
Ones own kingman, christ person, woman god.At battle with a mass astrengent. the bondThat blends the weak to the wise.Its a safe assumption that youd wantTo save me now. but Ill never face castration.For your sacred sow is left slaughtered.Brainwashed by me. myself influence i. bird brainedWorld saver. a fake God rests dead inside you.Its a safe assumption that youd want to save me now.But Ill never face castration. for your sacred sow is leftSlaughtered.System destroyed. exposed and unployed. the fruitOf intention cry for their dead, but turning their head toIgnore realitys claw. knife to your wrist, syringe in yourArm is your ounce of prevention. give what you made,And under your name on your grave, is salvation. a big*****ing joke.Slaughter the pig, the self rightous king for your ownRestoration. for your God is in your chest, and faith killsWhat is precious, for death is unanswered.Do sin.
