Fleshgore — Prepare to Die lyrics

Lyrics

It’s all over. Stop and think
Seize destroying everything
Recollect your shameful sins
They adorned your poor being
Abstination wasn’t good
It destroyed your healthy mood
Don’t you think you were too rude
To your mortal latitude?
Life of absolute disgrace
Has become an endless pace
Quenching fire on your face —
Genocide for any race
Resurrection of the dead
You should care of yours instead
All the hungry will be fed
When your ashes turn to breed
Don’t you spill your precious blood
Restituting flesh to mud
Tell your brothers — was it hard
To contrain your tiny puds?
Take a blade and cut your hand
Yet prepared to meet your end
Deep incisions are to tend
Dead and sentenced to their land