Vampyre Anvil - Carry a Knife to a Gunfight | Текст песни

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• Vampyre Anvil
• Carry a Knife to a Gunfight

focus on the enemy proud of your passion
sharpening the blades of aggression
open up a militant method of thinking
im in it for the blood and not for the glory or the grace
enter the ring and its one against many
familiar story familair faces
visions of chaos are leading you blind
slicing through the bodies a memory perfect
the bigger the brawn the deeper the cut
violence a code and im about to break

the recipe is so demanding
for my reign to achieve its violent perfection
annihilation days

bitter pill anathema begs you to swallow
terror in the form of a dark loving embrace
counter productive as a means of betrayal
a lever is pulled and your history falls out from space
broken in a horrible way
crippled to the core once again
laughing as we turn these bloody tables
loving every second today
laughing as your losing your will
im in it for the blood and not for the glory or the grace

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