Razor Tortured Skull
Raging vultures approaching the clearing Forbidden from cultures and ground Striking to kill with power and glory It's pain within pleasure they've found Their fingertips drip with the blood of the foe But grinning, enjoying the sight They slash opposition for minding metallics And scream for their pride and their rights Hammer the walls with the front of your skull Pound ancient stone 'til you tear down the wall Find he who rules and imprisons us all Search forever and find no one at all, Tortured Skull Tortured Skull, bruised and beaten Enslaved with lust and steel Tortured Skull, skinned alive Murderous speed to conceal Begin grinding your teeth, scarring your face Gripping the strength of belief Distant aggression, the root of our lives To bring you the tension relief To rip and slice from the shine of your eyes Is the law of intelligent minds Metal rules with it's rampage and violence With bastards in death of all kinds
