Zilla - Massacre Songtexte

Humanity lost in the darkness
No consensus, no limits for reflection
Bloody hands insinuate hate
Red eyes with a power desire, fate

Skin is your shield, there's no fear
Violence is the motto, the mind manages a butchery
Their names are soldiers of war

In front of the living is defined a target
Bloodbath... reveals art in their eyes
Black smoke... covers up... the sky

No order...
No pity...
To destroy...

Possessive... psychotic to feel the fury
We have a gun... aimed to the heart of the enemy

One victim... two victims... ten victims...

Torture is just for fun
Beheading is part of the dispute
Civilians suffer, murderous rage
Their bodies are dominated

Skin is your shield, there's no fear
Violence is the motto, the mind manages a butchery
Their names are soldiers of war

In front of the living is defined a target
Bloodbath... reveals art in their eyes
Black smoke... covers up... the sky

No order...
No pity...
To destroy...

Possessive... psychotic to feel the fury
We have a gun... aimed to the heart of the enemy


One victim, two victims, ten victims...
They're thirst for blood... our blood... MASSACRE

Kill to survive
Let them free
Free to breathe
MASSACRE!!

Go!




One victim, two victims, ten Victims...
They're thirst for blood... our blood... MASSACRE

Kill to survive
Let them free
Free to breathe
MASSACRE!!! MASSACRE!!! MASSACRE!!!