Gather The Dead

He who holds a passion

For all that is extreme

A live burning passion

Like nothing you`ve seen

Raped as a teen, molested as child

He doesn't care for a fucking human life

Kill, kill - all the little voices tells him to

Kill, kill - all that is alive can be

Killed, killed - all the little voices tells him to

Kill, kill - all that is alive can be killed

He who holds a passion

For all that is extreme

A live burning passion

Like nothing you`ve seen

He deceives humans into his evil plot

From killing humans and letting them rot

Gather the dead

Victims of human disease

Gather the dead

Onto a growing pile of human waste

Kill, kill, kill

Can't you see?

You have to kill someone to feel free

Kill, kill, kill

Can't beat the rush

From killing humans and letting them rot

Capture of souls

He kills to feel free

Unafraid punishment

He will claim temporary insanity

All he wants is to see you bleed

Gather the dead

Gather the dead

Kill, kill, kill

Cant you see?

You have to kill someone to feel free

Kill, kill, kill

Cant beat the rush

From killing humans and letting them rot