Into the deep end
Onto the dark bend
Climbing the harsh hill
In it for the kill

Death to all foes

Thrust of violent swing
Blinded, can't see a fucking thing
Insane and puking hate
Escevation of fucking brains

It's too late
to pick you up
from the ground where you lay
in your chunks and bloody bones

I am the slayer
Innocence ain't exactly my middle name
I get my payback at last
Nothing can ever stand in my way

black thrashing roll