Song Lyrics
Only bones are left behind, on a quest for human flesh
Must attempt to refrain from defeat, run the chase begins
tearing off the outer skin to invade the inside
Completely defiled, run the chase begins
Panic is a catalyst, as they continue to feed on the corpse, on a quest for human flesh
As they continue to feed on the corpse, no chance of stopping them now Sarcophagic, run the chase begins
trudging forward
Sanguinary mastication now the pain is increased, on a quest for human flesh, must attempt to refrain from defeat
Done fallen to the ground, nothing can stop this showing of force
As they continue to feed on the corpse, attacking with no sign of remorse, clawing disturbing sounds
Here they come, no chance of stopping them now
They crave limbs to rip and twist, bleeding out and soon to rot carrion feast, slashing of the arteries
Panic is a catalyst, tearing off the outer skin to invade the inside
done fallen to the ground
completely defiled
a virulent onslaught rotten
They cannot stop the craving for more blood, trudging forward, tearing off the outer skin to invade the inside
Here they come, only bones are left behind
never will the cycle end
Nothing can stop this showing of force, can t escape the gnashing of their teeth, as they continue to feed on the corpse
Trudging forward, nothing can stop this showing of force
nothing can stop this showing of force
They cannot stop the craving for more blood, here they come
nothing can stop this showing of force
Trudging forward, only bones are left behind
Completely defiled, tearing off the outer skin to invade the inside, here they come
Trudging forward, slashing of the arteries
Trudging forward, as they continue to feed on the corpse
can t escape the gnashing of their teeth
attacking with no sign of remorse
Done fallen to the ground, only bones are left behind
Can t escape the gnashing of their teeth, clawing disturbing sounds, panic is a catalyst
nothing can stop this showing of force
Run the chase begins, a virulent onslaught rotten Sarcophagic, onward to feed
Clawing disturbing sounds, must attempt to refrain from defeat Frenzy, as they continue to feed on the corpse
Done fallen to the ground, terror they re closing in
Attacking with no sign of remorse, they crave limbs to rip and twist
Can t escape the gnashing of their teeth, they cannot stop the craving for more blood, a virulent onslaught rotten
They crave limbs to rip and twist, on a quest for human flesh, run the chase begins
