1. IN THIS HOUR OF MOURNING

Criminals taking people hostage
All for nothing, pain and death
Taking women from the men
Ripping out their intestines
Strangling one of the children
Take the man
Cut out his eyes
Makin him wander

Blindly

Only to hear the screams
Of his last child
Only one remains
Boy nailed to the wall

To see his father cut in half
The boy already nailed up high
Inhumane child crucifixion
Boy passed out
Chainsaw comes
Cut in half
Guts will run


2. PORTRAIT OF GORE

Altering the world by force
As the sun fades to black
Deviant thoughts
As we plan the attack

Forcefed a prophecy
Brainwashed since birth
But it's ok I'll set you free
And kill all who walk the earth

Rancid bloody bodies
Explain the final score
The world is the canvas
For a portrait of gore

Gather the armed and willing
Plan this holocaust
The bloodshed will be chilling
Now try and pray for the god that you have lost

Bodies mutilated, some not even dead
.50cals used to seperate a head
Feeling slightly sick, as if in a hell
Vision getting blurry as the body fell

Rancid bloody bodies
Explain the final score
The world is the canvas
For a portrait of gore
Rivers run red
'cause they're filled with blood
Organs of the fallen
Grinded to some sort of mud
Faces mutilated
All just look the same
Travel to the next land
And set this one aflame


3. LEAVE THEM TO DIE

Claiming the world as a killing field
Pray that this future isn't real
Leave them to die in the trenches they lie
Choking on blood they reach for the sky

Bullets tear through bone and flesh
The scent of rotting corpse is fresh
Step over bodies to create more
Ending all life will settle the score
Blood splattered on every wall
The tanks arrive and conquer all
Ravaging the war torn land
None remain to make a stand

Blood soaked dirt is the burial ground
Mangled bodies, the tomb they have found
Leave them to die in the trenches they lie
Choking on blood they reach for the sky


4. PURGED IN THE FLAME OF BLASPHEMY

The witching hour is the time
For the worldwide genocide
Blade of steel
Heart of ice
Their blood will suffice

Swarmed by blades they all fall
He is destroying all
In the way of his destined rule
And it will never end

Crushing skull beneath his boot
And ripping life from everything
Sword in hand he feels the surge
Staring now he feels the urge
As he swings all will die
For under his blade nothing remains

Tearing flesh and breaking bone
He sits atop his blood stained throne
Nothing left to sacrifice
Nothing more to show a fight

His bloodlust was far from spent
The gods offered a repent
He looked up and said these words:
"Fear me now for you are next"

He grasped his blade in his hand
And made sure they knew his plan
He will make them pay for this
He will make them end this life they made


5. ETS

(Instrumental)


6. KILLING GAME

Know the world over, but never the same
People destroy each other with manmade plague
Just to please this illusion of God
They never stop to think that their reason is flawed

So fire your guns and drop your bombs
It seems as though you're human pawns
You have fun with your fiction book
And I'll give you my outlook

I shoot to kill, pillage and burn
No prejudice, you too will learn
Everyone bleeds exactly the same
So let's make this a killing game

Cut off limbs one by one
Twisted human experiments are fun
The life will soon leave their eyes
The light of day will drift away

I shoot to kill, pillage and burn
No prejudice, you too will learn
Everyone bleeds exactly the same
So let's make this a killing game


7. MCDONALDLAND MASSACRE (COVEN COVER)

McDeath.
He's fed up with fast food,
Out of his mind, one mad dude.
Grabbed his guns, went downtown.
Mr. McDeath is coming to track Ronald down.
Now the golden arches are bloodstained red.
Ronald is dead... took a bullet in the head.
May I take your order please?
Can I help you sir?

McDonaldland Massacre.
He came inside, took a seat
They didn't know he didn't come to eat
Asked for his order, got a bullet instead.
Ronald can't help... Ronald is dead.
(Repeat Bridge)
May I take your order please?
Oh my god he's got a gun!
McDonaldland Massacre
(Assorted Mayhem, gunshots (semi-automatic), screams)
Ronald is lying on the floor,
The Grimace took a bullet trying to run out the door.
Hamburglar's brains all over Mayor McCheese, and
He won't let you go, even if you say please.
Quarter Pounder, Big Mac, Fillet 'O Fish and fries..........
It doesn't matter what you order, everybody dies.