Assault Of Bastards

Engine Driven Cultivators

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The calm is broken, rules don't work, greed of blood
Better don't escape, cause there is no chance
By the axe smash the heads from the forehead to abdomen
Arrows run through old men and child

Sledgehammer blows to the women that cry
Their men on their knees wathcing them die
While suckin' birds nailed maces inside their ass
Quartered limbs by the blades

Chorus: slaughtered corpses
Cut heads roll
Hell's awaited too much, now the end is come
Creepin' dogs
Undergo
The assault of bastards

Mouthes full of blood and dead flesh on the teeth
Bowels ripped by hands after pressed 'round the neck
Flagellating bodies by mechanical saws
Exposure of impalements

Shattering ribbs, hooks pierced in the eyes
Flattened skulls, lances into backs
Red-hot steel brand to death people covered by fuel
Nice to kill you!!

Chorus: slaughtered corpses
Cut heads roll
Hell's awaited too much, now the end is come
Creepin' worms
Undergo
The assault of bastard