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lirik lagu on this killing field – debodified

on this k!lling field i must retain courage from within this man
peripheral vision scopes my enemies, are the f*cks in the brush
pupils dilate from dusk till dawn, explosions are immense
face is raw from pesticides from the barracks we enter
i’m enlightened by foes desire to cease by my command
and for his eternity my grenade will now dispatch
beyond this dimension of war i prevail
i feel like a rabid dog hunting for flesh
saliva dripping from canines i am hungry, my grunt to growls transforms to ragе
what should i feel before i grab, beforе i grip your f*cking skull
cranium treated like a coconut as its crack with the barrel of my gun
body from shock starts to shake, these hands on your throat start to quake
mouth opened for air to gasp, my t**th to tongue begins to clasp
this iron grip rips the pulse, all orifices begin to convulse
i drag your bod into some th*rns, nature spikes rest their shed
i’ve made sure that you cannot move, with the mosquitoes forever hibernate
my endorphins come into play as i joun the rest of my barrette
my world of commando is entranced with pain, this k!lling is an art without any shame
raised like an animal without any walls, grin at the sight when the blood start to fall
set up the traps, the ditches, and the other faulting snares. from this day forward i destroy i declare
barbed wire fence only minor of my threats, start with fresh blood to make my day
next man on list… human abacus
hundreds more wandering… rage with fire
scatter with explosions… bullet shower
c*ck the hammer so i can release my ambitions
in your face… between your eyes
rest assure… this only happens once
no delay…
pull the lever for optimal achieved response
now it’s done… time so precise
slit second… like prey in the woods
my gratitude… technological metal has now endorsed your frontal lobe
which f*cker is my next b*tch where my rage will account for
spot with my scope and now you belong to me
my signal for my aim and the red beam on your lips
your future is so dismal for it’s in my finger tips
from a distance you hide, your secure
you’re a b*tch and do not want to endure
the wrath of my boot being jammed up your ass
under cover you remain, until we surpass
but behind you are gutted by surprise
one of my men had a hard on to k!ll
the knife so deep buried right up in the spine
we move on to stomp what we have left behind
all of the sheep are left, to a tantalized pack of wolves
wolves tear at the skin, the carnage is foreseen
with bitterness the t**th rip the unclean
the scene of the dismay… with my eyes… cognitive right… to crunch
my gauge of a higher grade
the forever rest
the domino effect
every member shall cease

- debodified

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