Pleasure to Kill
TJ Gillespie
Give into the wretched sound
Bodies mangled and torn
High priest of the coming light
My blackened militia is born
Devote all remaining days
The metal takes its' toll
Savage instincts activate
Kill the weakest soul
Pleasure to kill
Pleasure to kill
Pleasure to kill
Pleasure to kill
Fearless screams a thundering sound
Cutting through your ears
Creeping beasts fueled by rage
Lay carnage to the land
Crumbling Earth, death in vain
Horrid burning skies
Give into the madness
Death will run to hide
Pleasure to kill
Pleasure to kill
Pleasure to kill
Pleasure to kill
