Obliteration of the Weak - Aphyxion

Inflamed eyes, festering wounds,

bestial instincts blushing up in my brain

My body is shaking, I’m grinding my teeth,

Transformation complete

Suddenly bloodlust, what have I become

No more mercy, no more mercy to anyone!

Visions plaguing me, repressing them

The sky is turning red, going insane

Annihilate, mutilate, the cleansing has begun

Suddenly bloodlust, what have I become

No more mercy, no more mercy to anyone!

Feeling the pressure, boiling in my veins

Must cure this world, from its disease.

Annihilate, mutilate, obliterate the weak.

Burn it down, down to the ground

Burn them down, let their rotten flesh smell, make them all know,

we’ll give ‘em hell

A new era, soon to come

A new era, of the strong