Ogre (Irl) - Grind Crusher Lyrics

Grind Crusher
Beautiful clamp.
Great oily Titan.
Stinking machine of Bludgeon.
Flattening heads for us.
Squashing torsos.
The crusher's equitous genocide
Shows no discrimination.
Running only delays fate by seconds;
It's reign is supreme;
Everything is dead.
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