Fit For An Autopsy — Hellions

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Rise, Hellions

Cowards stand on common ground until it crashes
Into unearthly pits, mutilation of the masses
Apathetic sacks of weakened bones
Trapped inside the hive mind, chaos finds it’s home

Rise, Hellions
Rise, Hellions

Monuments of kings, entombed with the throats of flies
The disciple becomes the teacher, vomiting a plague of lies
Return to Hammurabi, violent retribution
Limb from limb, righteous execution

Adorn the Earth in ornaments of skulls and fractured spines
Of the beaten bodies left crucified
Fall onto your sword, and rise
Fall onto your sword, and rise as Hellions

God is your prison
Release your demons
Caged fucking animals, begging to die a perfect death
Caged fucking animals, begging to die a perfect death

Rise, Hellions
Rise, Hellions

Exalted king of destruction, infected rotting crown
Champion to empty vessels, generational plague passed down
Return to Hammurabi, violent retribution
Limb from limb, righteous execution

Adorn the Earth in ornaments of skulls and fractured spines
Of the beaten bodies left crucified
Fall onto your sword, and rise
Fall onto your sword, and rise as Hellions

God is your prison
Release your demons
Caged fucking animals, begging to die a perfect death
Caged fucking animals, begging to die a perfect death

Rise, Hellions