Left Behind from Desecration by The Dyatlov Discovery
Tracklist
| 6. | Left Behind | 3:08 |
Lyrics
Arbitrary sense of indoctrinated rot.
Psychotic behaviour hunting you down.
Run away.
Cornered by a stranger.
The hatchet's clutched in one hand.
A violent glow is about him.
Growing your stone cold face of fear.
Your friends left you behind.
Now you disappear.
Sadistic tendencies marveled by sickening indignation.
Your friends left you behind.
Now die my dear.
No escape from this game.
Passing out from the pain.
Crying out in mercy hoping this is just a nightmare.
This isn't a dream.
No one heard you scream.
Bloodlust; my intention.
This axe; my instrument.
This curse; my justification.
This thirst; my monument.
This earth; my ground.
Murder; the sound.
A crimson red fountain spouts from the neck.
Skull fractured from repeated blunt force impact.
Brain matter protruding from the maw.
Your friends left you behind.
Now you disappear.
Sadistic tendencies marveled by sick indignation.
Your friends left you behind.
Now die my dear.
Arbitrary sense of indoctrinated rot.
Psychotic behaviour hunting you down.
Run away.
