Satyricon - Filthgrinder lyrics
[Satyricon - Filthgrinder lyrics]
Fitlhgrinder, No-love machine, Cleaner
Unknown to remorse and pity
Cynical, Electrical fucking murderer
What a scenery, The heavy pulsebeat of the
Unholy Alliance and the white fear
Take a look around and understand
(That) your days are Numbered
The demon on the Wall and the ticking clock
Closing in (On that final) grasp for air
Do you still believe?
The future beast is rising and tyranny
Has come for 777 years reach out for mercy
It's just a bygone anyway
Filthgrinder - Practice aggression
Filthgrinder - Protect the wealth
Of the Elite
Filthgrinder - Tremble upon the ugly
Trueborn creature
Twist that Firm grasp of yours
Like in days of old
He can feel it, He knows they can't
To be in league with the
Underworld can't be mistaken
You don't believe, You know!
He chants a primitive gospel, So very hard
Yeah!
The mechanisms of destructive behaviour can
Be an artform In it'self
The beast risen represents no
So called dark mercy
Evil knows no good, Good knows no evil
But a saviour he is in all forms
But religious
A Grand engine carrying years of
Built up Hatred and Powers you know that
Isn't that why I can smell your fear?
Your heart trying to rip it's
Way through your chest
Fitlhgrinder a beastified being risen
Form the collective
Hatred of an oppressed people
A people representing Pride
Dignity and Honour!
Unknown to remorse and pity
Cynical, Electrical fucking murderer
What a scenery, The heavy pulsebeat of the
Unholy Alliance and the white fear
Take a look around and understand
(That) your days are Numbered
The demon on the Wall and the ticking clock
Closing in (On that final) grasp for air
Do you still believe?
The future beast is rising and tyranny
Has come for 777 years reach out for mercy
It's just a bygone anyway
Filthgrinder - Practice aggression
Filthgrinder - Protect the wealth
Of the Elite
Filthgrinder - Tremble upon the ugly
Trueborn creature
Twist that Firm grasp of yours
Like in days of old
He can feel it, He knows they can't
To be in league with the
Underworld can't be mistaken
You don't believe, You know!
He chants a primitive gospel, So very hard
Yeah!
The mechanisms of destructive behaviour can
Be an artform In it'self
The beast risen represents no
So called dark mercy
Evil knows no good, Good knows no evil
But a saviour he is in all forms
But religious
A Grand engine carrying years of
Built up Hatred and Powers you know that
Isn't that why I can smell your fear?
Your heart trying to rip it's
Way through your chest
Fitlhgrinder a beastified being risen
Form the collective
Hatred of an oppressed people
A people representing Pride
Dignity and Honour!