Texty:
2 Ton Predator

My mind's like a cheap hotel With loathing memories A cockroach hell Descent in rage Let this pleague invade Neurotic beasts in black Comes to

Through the lower levels The road to hell is steep The reaper is crawing me To give it up for the final descent Walking through the darkness Shreds

Bring me torture D rive rusty nails through my flesh I believe in slaughter I?ve grown horns upon my head Bleed with the bonebrigade The pleague

Tainted in search of ancient salvation Beneath the sleepless rain Awake the dark lord of death Bless and revocate the reaper Infestation of salvation

Slow down with the sweet talk You better know who you`re dealing with Before you put all the cards on the table You should know where the shortcut

With a pounding heart Beating harder by the day Slaving for nothing I wanna change my way I wanna scream out loud I wanna change my way I'm about

Emancipate the forever enslaved Devouring sources of dismay Consuming the not consumable Controlling the uncontrollable This solitude arose to abdicate

As I sit here high upon my throne guarded by these seraphs of mine sifting through the battles that take place While choosing few throughout all of

Life's circle has come to pass release the soul free at last This is not a tragic end but a new beginning to start again Let us gather ceremony commence