Grindcore Tide

Watch it burn. (hahaha)

Step in the pit and you face the machine Crushing the system,

we wiping it clean Spitting the venom,

you choke on the smoke No resurrection,

you think it's a joke (no way)

Bring the hammer down!

(down!) Break the solid ground! (ahhhh)

This is the breakdown,

swallow the pain Nothing is sacred and nothing remains Bury the crown

in the dirt and the dust Watch the whole dynasty crumble and

rust

Crawling under floorboards, biting on the wire Feed the inner demon,

gasoline and fire Spitting rapid fire with a metal-plated tongue Scream until

the air is empty,

bleeding from the lung

Slow it down.

Feel the pressure.

No escape from the dark.

Sinking in the dirt! (huuuhhh!)

Nothing left. Fade to cold.