Ritual Carnage
Ritual Carnage - The Perfect Strain songtekst
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Behind sealed doors the plot is born Complex pathogen Modernizing ways to kill You revenue at work Chocking clouds of noxious fumes Hover overhead Internally feeding on the flesh Implementing death Smothering constricting Impossible to breath Plagues and virus seal their fate Annihilation awaits Slipping, the seconds tick away A vile creation, devestation No one is spared it's wrath Create the perfect strain Cower in fear the perfect strain Blue suited, beauracrats Funds their silent wars Ignites and radiates Demise of their world Chocking clouds of noxious fumes Hover overhead Internally feeding on the flesh Implementing death Create the perfect strain Cower in fear the perfect strain Slipping, the seconds tick away A vile creation, devestation Infects the flesh without mercy Swift and silent death Smothering constricting Impossible to breath Plagues and virus seal their fate Annihilation awaits Create the perfect strain Cower in fear the perfect strain Plummet to, a shallow grave The perfect strain, silent death