Power, at last !
The tympanum frail guardian, vibrates
Becomes taut and twisted
The external auditory can*l is trembling
Blood vessels rupture and the eardrum tears
The hammer cracks and breaks the anvil
The stirrup shatters and the cilias are torn out
Grind to the core !
The blood and the liquid
Fluids of life and sound
Are seeping out
Bloody hell, is this good !?
Eyelids are opening
Pupils dilating
Crystalline lenses are cracking
The pierced corneas let the aqueous humor...
And the blood flow
Grind to the core !
Sweat attacks nostrils
Olfactory receptors are inflamed
Blood vessels weep
Blood flows and, with it, the mucus
Grind to the core ! (x2)
Skin ! it deforms under the blows !
The epidermis, the dermis are saturated with blood
Tongue's out, the dribble flows
The sweat deposits salt
The muscle is dissolved, corrosion
Bloody hell ! is this a gig !?
Grind to the core ! (x2)