quick ride to work for another nine to five just another day for pilots stuck in paradise count the minutes you have left alive watchkeeper reaper descend a silent predator a hiss on the horizon a messenger of war from wings of gabriel to mangled gore displayed lowest of the low you never will know your victims names stealth interventions clean death dispatched like the blade of musahi or concrete socks living breathing forms just ants on a screen so easily dismissed and easily unseen steel wraiths approaching hearts burn with fear sweat pours in rivulets as mutant modernity draws near watch their flesh explode it s as if they were real mission accomplished let s drink first round s on me sentinel assassins eradicate the guilt no need to question until it s you
['brutal death metal', 'death metal', 'deathgrind', 'grindcore', 'technical death metal']