Your native language

عربي

Arabic

عربي

简体中文

Chinese

简体中文

Nederlands

Dutch

Nederlands

Français

French

Français

Deutsch

German

Deutsch

Italiano

Italian

Italiano

日本語

Japanese

日本語

한국인

Korean

한국인

Polski

Polish

Polski

Português

Portuguese

Português

Română

Romanian

Română

Русский

Russian

Русский

Español

Spanish

Español

Türk

Turkish

Türk

Українська

Ukrainian

Українська
User Avatar

Geluid


Koppel


Moeilijkheidsgraad


Accent



interfacetaal

nl

Lyrkit YouTube Lyrkit Instagram Lyrkit Facebook
Cookie beleid   |   Steun   |   FAQ
1
registreren / inloggen
Lyrkit

doneren

5$

Lyrkit

doneren

10$

Lyrkit

doneren

20$

Lyrkit

En/of steun mij op sociaal gebied. netwerken:


Lyrkit YouTube Lyrkit Instagram Lyrkit Facebook
Thy Art Is Murder

Human Target

 

Human Target

(album: Human Target - 2019)


Turn the land
Sow the seed of our destruction
Force the hand
Spin the wheels of our corruption
Quench the thirst, starve the fever, taste the harvest
With nothing left to feed the combines
We move onto a human target

Ravenous
Choke down the bones of all below
Unholy masochists
Feeding on the weak, population control
They will devour us
Excess consumption, life reduction
We're so cowardice
We want the kill but we won't pull the trigger

Dig the holes
Open the caves
Pile the bodies in an unmarked grave
The gears in motion
Humanity is frozen
The fear is in the eye of victims we have chosen
To suffer at the hands of man
To wither in the heart of the wasteland
Tremble, fall to your knees
Collapse from the weight
Trampled beneath

Machinery
Surgical precision
Lacerate the limbs of the poorest of the children
Watch them scatter through the fields of departed
And take aim at your prey
Human target!

Life in the crosshairs
Kill to survive
Life in the crosshairs
Swallow the lie
Life in the crosshairs
Blood in your eyes
Blood in our eyes
Swallow the lie
Kill to survive
Take aim at the human target

Ravenous
Choke down the bones of all below
Unholy masochists
Feeding on the weak, population control
They will devour us
Excess consumption, life reduction
We're so cowardice
We want the kill but we won't pull the trigger

Insanity
Far beyond remission
Sacrifice the souls for the spoils of attrition
Scatter the ashes of the innocent departed
And take aim at your prey
Human target

Blood in our eyes
Blood in our eyes

Kill or be killed
If you won't pull the trigger
Then they fucking will

Everyone is a fucking target
Everyone is a fucking target
Everyone is a fucking target
Kill to survive
Kill to survive!

klaar

Heb je alle onbekende woorden uit dit nummer toegevoegd?