Not for the faint of heart We give it a start Adrenaline flows like nitro
We come to shake the place To set the stage ablaze We’re a six pack Of ammoniac Every ass kicked No rest for the sick
We sweat acid rain Sulphur drains in our veins Exiled on earth Condemned since birth To deafen the world
Now you convulse, it’s getting worse With every verse, it’s more perverse Carnivorous, pacifist in reverse, we’ll drive the verse But molest your corpse first We’re a cannonball, surgical like a cannibal When we chop your skull the shock is lethal Then we stick scissors you’re the spine To cut along the dotted line
We ain’t got anything to lose We attack life a pack of wolves set lose We’re here to rock your ass so come with us If you don’t like our stuff we don’t give a FUCK Sonic surgeons we plunge decibels like scalpels into your ears Molten metal Poured in the brain Method to go insane This is the drastic medicine
Sol: Pascal Côté
This switch is on, countdown to explosion Total slaughter No prisoners Resistance is futile You’ll join the other bodies in a pile Building crumbles Under skies that rumble We’ll break the wall of sound And burn cities to the ground
Now you convulse, it’s getting worse With every verse, it’s more perverse Carnivorous, pacifist in reverse, we’ll drive the verse But molest your corpse first We’re a cannonball, surgical like a cannibal When we chop your skull the shock is lethal Then we stick scissors you’re the spine To cut along the dotted line