1. GODS OF TERROR

Gods of terror, kill again
Torture innocent soul
Violence and death in the world

In this play of dirty minds
In this play of dirty wars
In this play of dirty minds
In this play of dirty wars

Survive to the wild hell
Although you’ve been captured by sacrifice
Never surrender in the face of sin
And bleed for our freedom

In this play of dirty minds
In this play of dirty wars
In this play of dirty minds
In this play of dirty wars

Come on
Attack and die
Come on
Destroy and kill
Come on
Attack and die
Come on
Destroy and kill

Gods of terror, kill again
Torture innocent soul
Violence and death in the world

Survive to the wild hell
Although you’ve been captured by sacrifice
Never surrender in the face of sin
And bleed for our freedom

In this play of dirty minds
In this play of dirty wars
In this play of dirty minds
In this play of dirty wars

Come on
Attack and die
Come on
Destroy and kill.


2. UNLUCKY WORLD

Light your inside fire
Make you feel your war shout
Traspasing those ideals
That try to impose a future

Full of anger, full of pain

Fight for you life
Think in survive
Far away of this destruction
This to impose unlucky world

Full of hungry and corruption

Victim of destiny
You try to change your way
Victim of destiny
Someone will help you

Light your inside fire
Make you feel your war shout
Traspasing those ideals
That try to impose a future

Full of anger, full of pain

Fight for you life
Think in survive
Far away of this devastation
This to impose unlucky world.


3. MAD BUTCHER (DESTRUCTION COVER)

A fire is burning in his eyes
His brain is in war and the evil will rise
His blood is black, it´s scalding hot
Now he´s got to ramble, he knows that´s his lot

Through the Backstreets of the town
His steps are clanging
Now he´s horny, searching for flesh
In his hand a blade of solid steel
Now it´s the time you got to feel

Mad Butcher

He feels his driving, satifaction he needs
He´s watching you pussy, he will get his food
And when he arises you think it´s a lover
But he likes strange pratices, you´ll discover

You lie on your bed, your view real seems great
But instead of his prick, he´s drawing his blade
Oh he´s so tender, when he makes love to you
That you couldn´t stand it, it´s a pity for you

Through the Backstreets of the town
His steps are clanging
Now he´s horny, searching for flesh
On his hand a blade of solid steel
Now it´s the time you got to feel.