Human Nature

Brutal force
Thrown out with rage
Over the motionless prey
Waiting for the end

Feel the rage
Feel the pain
Feel the blood
Feel the soul

Feel the rage
Feel the pain
Take the blood, take the soul

Enjoy the pleasure of killing
That's the human nature
The smell of the flesh
And the blood dried on the hands

It results inexplicable
To describe the feeling
Of perforate the flesh
Watching the agony

Feel the rage
Feel the pain
Feel the blood
Feel the soul

Feel the rage
Feel the pain
Take the blood, take the soul

Enjoy the pleasure of killing
That's the human nature
The smell of the flesh
And the blood dried on the hands

Enjoy the pleasure of killing
That's the human nature
The smell of the flesh
And the blood dried on the hands

Feel the rage
Feel the pain
Feel the blood
Feel the soul

Feel the rage
Feel the pain
Take the blood, take the soul

Enjoy the pleasure of killing
That's the human nature
The smell of the flesh
And the blood dried on the hands

Enjoy the pleasure of killing
That's the human nature
The smell of the flesh
And the blood dried on the hands