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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Stefan Friðriksson
Stefan Friðriksson
Songwriter
Arni Hoffritz
Arni Hoffritz
Songwriter
Ingólfur Ólafsson
Ingólfur Ólafsson
Songwriter
Sigurjón Óli Gunnarsson
Sigurjón Óli Gunnarsson
Songwriter
Arek Alejnikow
Arek Alejnikow
Songwriter

Lyrics

Blind these f heathen cunts Send them off to the harlot's mouth Burn the filth from their eyes Nothing will stop me We're back motherfuckers Go Eyes boiled from their skull The brand of cowards Next time you'll be impaled Ohh you should've listened Now your agony belongs to me Your dishonor disgusts me (Disgust me) Join my parade of sadistic brutality You shall heed my warning This was your final chance Now you're just an empty shell Of your former self Boiled, burned, weakened of hatred Blinded cunts, lead the way Mass disfigurement, a campaign of fear One-eyed captain lead your men astray Boiled, burned, weakened of hatred Blinded cunts, lead the way Conquered cowards line the Streets They are (Not) even good to eat Blinded by iron, walk of shame Captain don't lead your men astray They cried for mercy (Mercy) They cried off shame Children, embrace your blinded Guardians Who fought so well Who fought so well Who fought so well Who fought so well You know you had this coming Oh look, now your guts are Spilling Go home don't come back Cause you haven't seen anything Yet Draw one breath and accept your fate Now you are unique to the human Race Sockets for the harlot's flesh You'll wish that you be dead Blinded spewing, words of god Who were you even fighting for Worthless, Soulless human stain Now you're just a link in my chain Byzantine blinding Byzantine blinding Blinded spewing, words of god Who were you fighting for Sockets for the harlot's flesh You'll wish that you be dead Brand these fucking heathen cunts Send them off to the harlot's Mouth Burn the filth from their grin Nothing will stop me We're back motherfucker Get ready for the filth that's to come We've waited for far too long Nothing going to stop us We've been waiting for this moment For all our lives Now put your lips around this twelve-gauge And choke on my buckshot bitch In the land of the blind The one-eyed man is king
Writer(s): Stefán Friðriksson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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