Fleshgrind - The Deviating Ceremonies Lyrics
A generation of instinctual assassinsA lifetime of human deviationsIn a place of confidence and adulationA world you now realize, has deceived your every thoughtYou listen in detail, the prevalant screamsEmanating through the vacant halls!!!You sense the tranquillizingFeelings of accomplishmentYet this personal ritual means deathIn the eyes of those that have manipulated our very minds!Reprisal is instinct a form of survivalPlacing their darkness in veilAs death comes life fadesWhere bullets fade soak inTheir unmerciful passion honed for you... this timeYou're doubting your own convictionsSkepticism greets your fading thoughtsAs you are thrown into an unmarked graveOn the verge of your passingFeeling the damp cold soil penetrate yourBleeding wounds blanket yourCrippled, cramping bodyAs you discern your killersYou realize your certain mockeryOf honor demands deathReprisal is instinct a form of survivalPlacing their darkness in veilAs death comes life fadesWhere bullets fade soak inTheir unmerciful passion honed for you... this timeYou're doubting... your own convictions
