Impulsive Disembowelment - Embryonic Slaughter Тексты

Blood covered hands with the tongs of death.
Be prepared for hatred when exiting those doors.
Murderer! Killer!
Life has never been more sacred but in the blink of an eye you end it.
Go ahead and slaughter the innocent!
Vengeance is mine says the Lord!
For the blood of the innocent is on your hands!
How can you go on with life knowing what you have done? It's cold-blooded murder!