Bring Out Your Dead – A Band Of Orcs – letras

Tear out your brainsLiving fantasySkulls on my wallAdorning the bedroom wallsAll of that hate insideA Weapon to deployI hunt in the nightIn shadows I hide and waitAll of my deepest fantasies in one night coming trueBring out your deadBring them to meRotting flesh of corpsesCaptured souls!Instinct to kill or be killedFulfilling my selfish willSearching for a fix all nightAddicted to the flesh I seek out the weak and outcastThey drop to their knees and begThey pray for a painless deathThe one they’ll never getTo be cast awayTo the pits of hellNever to be foundDestiny awaitsBuried under groundNever to be found