Versuri Rumpelstiltskin Grinder - Fiends In The Mountain, Ghouls In The Valley
Poisoning their supply With dust from ancient times, We'll wash away their minds, Prepare the soldiers for military lines, Bring down the righteous blow, Faces wrecked, motherfuckers get owned, Bone will break and blood will splatter, Time to drop the f*****g 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 ready 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 fuckin' assholes! Uppercut the haymaker, Rock the roundhouse face scraper War is such a malicious art Can't tell my friends and enemies apart [Repeat *] 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!