filthgrinder

Singer:satyricon

filthgrinder

no-love machine

cleaner

unknown to remorse and pity

cynical

electric fuckin' murderer

what a scenery

the heavy pulse beat of the

unholy alliance and the white fear

take a look around and understand

your days are numbered

the demon on the wall and the ticking clock

closing in grasp for air

do you still believe?

the future beast is rising and tyranny has come for 777 years

reach out for mercy

it's just a bygone anyway

filthgrinder - practice aggression

filthgrinder - protect the wealth of the elite

filthgrinder - tremble upon the ugly

true-born creature

twist that firm grasp of yours

like in days of old

he can feel it

he knows they can't

to be in league with the underworld can't be mistaken

you don't believe

you know!

he chants a primitive gospel

so very hard

yeah!

the mechanisms of destructive behaviour can be an art form in itself

the beast risen represents no so called dark mercy

evil knows no good

good knows no evil

but a saviour he is in all forms

but religious

a grand engine carrying years of built up hatred

and powers. you know that

isn't that why i can smell your fear?

your heart trying to rip its way through your chest

filthgrinder a beastified being risen from the collective

hatred of an oppressed people. a people representing pride

dignity and honour!

Lyric Context: filthgrinder - satyricon