Fiends in the Mountain, Ghouls in the Valley Rumpelstiltskin Grinder

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Poisoning their supply, with dust from ancient times
We'll wash away their minds
Prepare the soldier for military
Bring down the righteous blow,
Faces wrecked mother fuckers get owned
Bone will break and blood will splatter
Time to drop the fucking hammer

Enraged and bloodshot, like a pulsing unit they get madder
They will hit the bottom of the ladder
And I would say these fiends are bloodthirsty
Brutality, mayhem, no respect
Carnage of battle several faces wrecked
Bludgeoned and stomped like scum
Armed with guns, just ghouls and brutal anarchy

These soldiers have been poisoned into fiends
Pit them against the ghouls, sent into a killing frenzy
Ripped apart rip the poison from their veins
Even though they were your peers
Tear apart their souls and fears

We will rip your face apart
We will stab and rip out your heart
We've been drugged and thrown into rage
Like dogs in the pit, ripped from the cage

I'm dusted up, released into battle and I'm to kill
I see my targets and I kill and kill and kill and kill

Refracting through prisms in your mind
One thousand points of vicious light
Devils rock and demons roll
Time to kill these fucking assholes
Uppercut the haymaker
Rock the roundhouse face scraper
War is such a malicious art
Can't tell my friends and enemies apart

These soldiers have been poisoned into fiends
Pit them against the ghouls, sent into a killing frenzy
Ripped apart rip the poison from their veins
Even though they were your peers
Tear apart their souls and fears

You will not die in vain
Your fate will be avenged

As tragedy unfolds, power in truth it holds
An end to needless pain, you will not die in vain




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