Screams From The Abattoir

Vulture

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Wicked sounds, the stench of death
Is tempting through doors ajar
Maniacs lured to this cesspool of vice
They'll take it far

Down towards the morgue
There's no fire without a spark

Savage screams from the abattoir
Metal shackles burst by sonic uproar
Scream, savage scream from the abattoir
Metal shackles burst by sonic uproar
Fists bruised and soar, blood on the floor

Screams from the abattoir

Dueling scars by glaring guitars
Frequences ripping, heavy and vast
Pressure's rising, you lift off the ground
Pierced by the hook, forever you're bound

Wicked sounds, the stench of death
Is tempting through doors ajar
Maniacs lured to this cesspool of vice
They'll take it far

Down towards the morgue
There's no fire without a spark

Savage screams from the abattoir
Metal shackles burst by sonic uproar
Scream, savage scream from the abattoir
Metal shackles burst by sonic uproar
Fists bruised and soar, blood on the floor

Screams from the abattoir