Genocide Lyrics
Band | |
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Album | Graveyard Classics IV: the Number of the Priest(2016) |
Type | Album (Studio full-length) |
Genres | Death Metal |
Labels | Metal Blade Records |
Ranked | #245 for 2016 , #9,417 all-time |
Album rating : 48.6 / 100
Votes : 7
Votes : 7
3. Genocide (4:28)
Mercenary batalions
Are poised to strike us down
Terminations conquest
Upon us now full grown
Save me, my heart's open wide
Help me, no question of pride
Save me, my people have died
Total genocide
Devastation hungers
She waits to leap to earth
Imminent liquidation
Before the grand rebirth
Save me, my heart's open wide
Help me, no question of pride
Save me, my people have died
Total genocide
Sin after sin I have endured
Yet the wounds I bear are the wounds of love
Frantic mindless zombies
Grab at fleeting time
Lost in cold perplexion
Waiting for the sign
Generations tremble
Clinging face to face
Helpless situation
To end the perfect race
Flashing senseless sabers
Cut us to the ground
Eager for the life blood
Of all who can be found
Save me, my heart's open wide
Help me, no question of pride
Save me, my people have died
Total genocide
Slice to the left, slice to the right
None to retaliate, none will fight
Chopping at the hearts, snuffing out the lives
This race departs, no one will survive
Heads to the feet, feet to the air
Souls in the soil, heavy in despair
End of all ends, body into dust
To greet death friends, extinction is a must
Are poised to strike us down
Terminations conquest
Upon us now full grown
Save me, my heart's open wide
Help me, no question of pride
Save me, my people have died
Total genocide
Devastation hungers
She waits to leap to earth
Imminent liquidation
Before the grand rebirth
Save me, my heart's open wide
Help me, no question of pride
Save me, my people have died
Total genocide
Sin after sin I have endured
Yet the wounds I bear are the wounds of love
Frantic mindless zombies
Grab at fleeting time
Lost in cold perplexion
Waiting for the sign
Generations tremble
Clinging face to face
Helpless situation
To end the perfect race
Flashing senseless sabers
Cut us to the ground
Eager for the life blood
Of all who can be found
Save me, my heart's open wide
Help me, no question of pride
Save me, my people have died
Total genocide
Slice to the left, slice to the right
None to retaliate, none will fight
Chopping at the hearts, snuffing out the lives
This race departs, no one will survive
Heads to the feet, feet to the air
Souls in the soil, heavy in despair
End of all ends, body into dust
To greet death friends, extinction is a must
Added by MKContributor
Graveyard Classics IV: the Number of the Priest - Lyrics
Graveyard Classics IV: the Number of the Priest - Album Credits
Members
- Chris Barnes : Vocals
Additional musicians
- Ray Suhy : Guitars, Bass
- Josh Hall : Drums
- Ray Alder : Backing Vocals
Other staff
- Phil Hall : Producer
- Chris Barnes : Producer
- Jesse Kirkbride : Mixing
- Alan Douches : Mastering
- Mike Hrubovcak : Artwork
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