Truncheon Murder lyrics

Once withen let pain begin Screeching wheels Grind to a halt Left or right, right or left Holding back the dogs Seperation....... Horror and dispair...... Liquidation........ The smoke is in the air Tread the road to heaven Culminating a state of limbo At the edge of the pit Machine gun clatter rings A final thought The beatings continue At a feverish pace By the orders of natural selection And a goal to erase