Warpath (Feat. Basterds)

Realize you hurt yourself
No blood in vain when my temper fell
they driven me to the melting point
making me rid the soil of their hollow shell
This is my Warpath
Fed to the rubble, their blood and sweat will serve the making of a
New generation, ones to deny the masters, serve a bisection
Bones to the grinder, they have no worth if they display oppression
Death to the vultures, just fucking die or fucking set me Free ....
I wont waste my life
Cower, recede, from me
Violent Son
Only Carnage I see
Fucking bleed, your misery has come for thee with all precision
History, let's all just see how long you'll feel your annihilation

The end is near
We’ll make fuel of our fears
The end is near
It’s kill or be killed
Drenched in the mud
Covered in blood
We stand our ground for the sake of what we own
Drenched in the mud
Covered in blood
I dare you to
Thread on my warpath
I’ll crush
your fucking skull into dust
Break your filthy face till there’s nothing left of you and spit on your corpse
I’ll end your existence on this field you coward
You fucking coward