Sepulture

[Baker:]
Kickin dust up as the dirt it crusts up on my finger nails
Nobody can even tell the blunt aroma hides the smell
Grave digger, dig a grave and tell you all my spooky tales
Where I'm hiding all those bodies take you to the torture cell
2 blindfolded bitches
Skin robe made of stitches
In my kingdom built from filth where I preform these old traditions
Sacred Chants around the fire
The only thing I desire is your soul, my young fellow
For the power I require
Take a walk to the dead land searching through the fields it could lead you to a bad man
Villain in disguise, I think it's time for me to play my hand
Rip off all my flesh
The beast is here to feed again
Amen
Say grace when this evils in ya face
Terror menace on the hunt I'm here to gut and serve the snakes
Put your head upon the mantle
Right beside the other victims
No chances for survival, ya' fate had been predicated

[Hydra:]
On through the midnight mist
I walked the streets when I made contact
I just don't know if it was alien, demonic or magic
So now I'm giving dirt naps
Its seems the paranoia has a grip on my mind there ain't no going back
Father
Leave it be I plan to die with no faith
A tub of acid in the basement
Tends break apart the bodies
Inverted crosses, create illusions on my wall
There's something deep inside us
I think it's time we let it roam
Come take a journey with me below
This black string will take us down into another dimension
Avoid the lethal resurrection of the evil throne
Behold the keepers of the morg'
A true maniacal presence
Now in the blood of the peasant inscribe your name upon this tablet
And I promise they will stop the pain
Release yourself into the fog
The mothership awaits you
What's depression if your gone?
It's now or later