Chaos In The Flesh

Moving forward, driven by speed

This instrument is made by hardened steel

Its goal is to crush with a fiendish power

Remorse is a term abolished for ages

The tracks are revelling in soil and flesh

When its mouth roars, it?s spreading lead

Destruction, pain, sorrow and death

Complete is the diabolical pact

Stare into the eyes of chaos

Initiation by fire, giving birth to terror

Kill after kill, ornaments to adjust

Silver skulls, grateful as they laugh

Building up an intense speed

Wastelands made of blood and flesh

Opposing the black beast has no chance

Fire-spitting image destroys the land

Stare into the eyes of chaos

Initiation by fire, giving birth to terror

Kill after kill, ornaments to adjust

Silver skulls, grateful as they laugh

Grim is chaos in human flesh

Sickened thoughts, brutalized act

Black/white crosses, driven by hate