Barbaric Bludgeonings Songtext / Lyric

Moving through the cover of night

With battle hardened hate in their eyes

Anticipate the surgical strike

Unsuspecting victims

Will suffer, panic stricken, traumatizing agony






Violence, the purest form, a primitive trait

The weak will inherit the earth pile on top of their graves

Survival is slipping the attack has already begun

Dominant force batter their prey, bludgeons their weapon of choice

A vicious tradition since the dawn of man

Traumatizing agony

Murderous revelry, smashing people to pieces

This kind of hate cannot be contained

Those who have fallen onto the ground will never rise again



Squalid and broken no match for the enemy

Too weak to fight back no chance for escape

Covered in their own blood

The surgical strike must go on

Ripping out organs they're hung on display

A message to others they'll die the same way

Covered in their own blood

The surgical strike must go on



Moving through the cover of night

With battle hardened hate in their eyes

Anticipate the surgical strike

Unsuspecting victims

Will suffer, panic stricken, traumatizing agony