Scent Of Flesh - Art Of Beheading lyrics

And their last day became And I'm the one to blame Again there are hundreds They will all lose their heads Those who I despise I k** Even wars will end But k**ing never will Malicious nature of mankind Longer grows the line of rotting corpses behind Prisoners of war Waiting for decapitation With a blade I slay the enemy Sacrifice for my vile domination Silent are the victims of insanity Headless rotting bodies Scavengers circling None shall live The art of beheading