Bloodpath Lyrics

The next buried dead
The next dribble shed

Of my endless blood path

You will drown in a bog
I cannot see a bit of pity
You are my prey 

Without face and without name


Cold steel in my mouth

No more screams and no more shouts
I’ve seen it so many times

That I find it pretty fine

Cruelty in disguise, a killer with his lies

Like a flash in my brain

What I'm cutting are my veins

Close your eyes and pray
but nothing will remain but

A spit on your soul
and another on your god

Straight to your grave
Die!!!

For my pleasure die
Blood path!!!

Unspoken words homicidal thoughts

Can't wait anymore 

All I need is fuckin' gore

Cutting and grinding

Breathing your flesh

The smell of death
I
n my nose on my hands and in my head

The way so far 

My hellish blood path

Close your eyes and pray
but nothing will remain but

A spit on your soul
and another on your god

Straight to your grave
Die!!!

For my pleasure die
Blood path!!!