in slavery of the blood thirst drink from their hearts if your brother shows mercy tear him apart apart follow me through the winds that curse our name out into the land of the slain drink from their hearts tear their bodies apart assemble the wicked their souls will be lifted these machines will not see defeat as they sever your arteries mindless skeletons under control slay them all til their blood is cold watch the limbs fall at your feet move your eyes through which i can see with your hands tear through their flesh don t bother cleaning the mess kill all the rest beg to be freed you re wasting your breath as you try and speak under siege brought to your knees your imminent death awaits as you plead suffering follow me follow me into the land of the slain cursing their names we ride follow me follow me into the land of the slain cursing their names tonight
['deathcore', 'djent', 'melodic metalcore', 'metalcore', 'technical deathcore']