Tag: Hellbastard

Instrumental

Sprawled in the dust outside Syrian store A target for small children, dogs and flies A heap of verminous rags ...

The secret of these hills was stone Of that stone made and crumbling roads That turned on sudden hidden villages ...

When the resources have run out And the skyhole is no more We'll have to realise The carnage we have ...

Instrumental

In the death camp attitude is worthless Grey skulls lying in the gutter Pissed on by dogs, and you thought ...

Your mindless chants show your brain to be dead How can you all be so easily led? You're forced with ...

An innocent tribe living their lives Caring for earth, no greed or hate Along come these masters and let loose ...

We had evidence and no doubt I had seen birth and death The births were bitter agony To follow, death...only ...