Flesh Storm

Take a deep breath

'Cause it all starts now

When you pull the fuckin' pin

The shrapnel burns

As it tears into you skin

Ever wonder what it takes

To be questioning your faith?

This is what it's like

When it happens every goddamn day

Violence is our way of life

Shards of life

Like confetti in the air

The flesh storm grows

As it breeds despair

You hear the screams in the distance

Fighting the resistance

Not cries of war

These are just the sounds of pain

It's all just psychotic devotion

Manipulated with no discretion

Lead: Hanneman

Killing's in style

And it's now the main event

The cameras are whores

For the daily bloodshed

Like a junkie

Hungry for a fix of anything

The media devours

And feasts upon the inhumane

Violence is our way of life

It's all too fuckin' clear

We can never coincide

So let's all drink

To genocide

All the venomous sights

Border on the arcane

In times of war

Everything is bound by pain

It's all just psychotic devotion

Manipulated with no discretion

Warfare knows no compassion

Thrives with no evolution

Unstable minds exacerbate

Unrest in peace

Lead: King

There's no future

The world is dead

So save that last

Bullet for your head

Only the fallen have won

Because the fallen can't run

My vision's not obscure

For war, there is no cure

So here, the only law

Men killing men for someone else's cause

It's all just psychotic devotion

Manipulated with no discretion

It's all just psychotic devotion

Manipulated with no discretion