Gorephase

A piece of steel crumbled The soil got soaked No nation will whisper No emperor rules this notorious arid land out of this world The asshole of the earth Precise hit or decapitated No killing's holier than a shit None Carcass smoked fresh at the school gates Now teach them how to live smooth They don’t belong to this nightmare No one was born to be killed But they don’t know They won’t know They were born To prove Human race hiding behind paper doors No virtue could vanish No jacket gets dirtier than the gore they shed all over me Should I believe? Bouncing asses and porn music videos Should I sleep less to reach all of these? F*ck off We will not blow Burn all your drugs We want a home Carcass smoked fresh at the school gates Now teach them how to live smooth They don’t belong to this nightmare No one was born to be killed But they don’t know They were born To prove that the bombs Were worth all the gold