Pleasure to Kill

Give into the wretched sound Bodies mangled and torn High priest of the coming light My blackened militia is born Devote all remaining days The metal takes its' toll Savage instincts activate Kill the weakest soul Pleasure to kill Pleasure to kill Pleasure to kill Pleasure to kill Fearless screams a thundering sound Cutting through your ears Creeping beasts fueled by rage Lay carnage to the land Crumbling Earth, death in vain Horrid burning skies Give into the madness Death will run to hide Pleasure to kill Pleasure to kill Pleasure to kill Pleasure to kill