Becoming The Animal Lyrics

Explosions in the sand

Grenades held in your hand

Painful death is slow

Dying in a row

To make a fast decision

You have to think real fast

To survive on intuition

You have to become

The animal!

Pick up your rusty knife

Destroy what was your life

Look them in their eyes

Now stab until they die!

To make a fast decision

You have to think real fast

To survive on intuition

You have to become

Blood that fills your every pour and bullets cut in to the core

You're running in to waist deep holes

You pray to god to get you home

And as you rise to make your stand

You realize that you have to become

Wookies f..cking rule!

To survive the battle field, to get yourself back home

You have to change yourself, yea you have to become

In the end of all that's through

And still I can't bring myself to

Get up to make my own last stand

These animals are dying as of now!

To survive the battle field, to get yourself back home

You have to change yourself, yea you have to become