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Rotting Christ

Flag Of Hate / Pleasure To Kill

 

Flag Of Hate / Pleasure To Kill

(album: The Apocryphal Spells, Vol. I - 2022)


[Flag Of Hate:]

Dark shadows lie over the city, tonight someone will die
You can hear some painful scream the air is full of flies
The mayhemic legions are ready to steal the human souls
Come into my vault and do what you've been told

I'll eat your intestines
No matter if you pray or please
I'll bring you down to your knees
Tonight you're gonna meet your fate
You'll try to run but it's too late
I am here to liquidate

Time to raise your flag of hate
Destroy the world is our only aim
To strike 'em down is the only way
To make 'em death and let 'em pay

The galleys of the underground sail on the sea of blood
All what we want is to crucify your god
The posers on this Earth have no right to live
We're gonna split their brains, torture is what we give

I'll eat your intestines
No matter if you pray or please
I'll bring you down to your knees
Tonight you're gonna meet your fate
You'll try to run but it's too late
I am here to liquidate

Time to raise your flag of hate
Destroy the world is our only aim
To strike 'em down is the only way
To make 'em death and let 'em pay

[Pleasure To Kill:]

Day turns to night as I rise from my grave
Black was the hole were I laid
Stalking the city to seek out your blood
I love when it showers from my blade
Your body is so pretty but how will it look
When my perverted lust is stilled
No one to save you no parents or friends
Because they've already got killed

My only aim is to take many lives
The more the better I feel
My only pleasure is to hear many cries
From those tortured by my steel
The colour of your blood from your open body
Is all I wanted to see
Tasting the blood from your lips as you die
Means satisfaction to me

Pleasure to kill

Now that my mission is done
Your body forgotten has been killed
I return to the cemetery
And my bloodlust is stilled
My coffin is open for me
I lay down and rest
Nothing will set me free
And so I kill until excess

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