Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Mandatory Mayhem, artist - Deivos. Album song Theodicy, in the genre
Date of issue: 06.10.2016
Record label: Selfmadegod
Song language: English
Mandatory Mayhem |
Tremble! |
For here they come to get you |
The priests of the foreign gods |
Believe — don’t say a word |
No questions. |
no denial, |
Lay down your head on the block |
Naive fodder of this world — who’s its creator |
And how did the things become as they are |
Scream! |
You cower from the thought what would happen next |
By the time you will he mature enough |
Your blood shall be spilled |
In the meaningless rites |
The priests — the butchers |
Sadistic surgeons. |
divine emissaries. |
Perform the rite in the eyes of the Lord |
Blessed be! |
Chop off. |
mutilate, gut and stitch it up anew |
Answer, obey — the life on silver platter |
Day of your birth, the curse has begun |
A promise of further disgrace |
Enslaved among your kin |
Your words mean nothing here |
Cut your flesh in the eyes of the Lord |
Bleed out. |
die in the eyes of the Lord |
The rite strips you down of your dignity The offering shall be complete, |
come madness and death |
Mandatory mayhem |
Tears, razor-sharp tools, yet pain so dull |
Without anesthesia, without inhibition |
Beloved genitalia. |
priests' favorite regions |
Lead this calf to the slaughter! |
Infection in the eyes of the Lord |
Humiliation in the eyes of the Lord |
Death in the eyes of the Lord |
You lay down your head |
On your mother’s knees |
She covers your eyes |
On the wooden stake you clench your teeth |
Awaiting |
And here comes the butcher… |
Consciousness lost out of pain |
It still hurts alter you’re awake |
No one cares, you might as well die here |
For the offering’s been made. |
A glimpse of luck — you’re saved |
Your wound is healed |
And you’re alive, yet it doesn’t matter |
They won’t rest until every single pleasure |
I las been taken away from you |
You have been marked from the day you were born. |
Legacy of prejudice |
It is our tradition |
You either adapt or you perish |
You are unaware piece of nothing. |