Crackdust - Ruptured

Children of the evil beast
Come along to have a feast
Hand over your life
On a plate to the beast
Drain your blood
And bring the sacrifice
Save yourself the pain
To be gutted still alive

Humans turned to monsters
Staking like vultures, what a fucking stench

Blood of the wicked will paint this goddamn town
To live will be just one fucking spree

Lost control of your life - they say
By the time you feel collected you'll be lying on the floor
Drain the blood from the corpse - burnt flesh
Sinners will be buried by the numbers deep below

Broken back and then sliced - ruptured
Mutilated body to be hanging on the door
Rip the spine of the dead - break free
Body turned to cadaver collect the blood to feed the beast

Harvest of body parts
Sickest shit to see alive
Bloody gore, eat the weak
Human race been marked for death

Scatter the human flesh
Separate the bloody head
Leave the dead to rot in wait
Human race been marked for death