Primitive Killing Machine - Blood Red Throne

I have the mind of an animal

Hunger makes me plan my next kill

Lack of empathy destroys my path

I have a craving, i have my free will

No consequence of eating meat from the weak

No sense of guilt inviting flies for meat feast

My teeth are sinking into fresh opened wound

No interrogation follows my nature

Primitive killing machine

Living for the slay

Force-fed the apocalypse

I speak for no one now

I am the one to speak my mind

And lies i will decline

I am the primitive killing machine

Have it all demand no less

Settle for total domain

Leave only emptiness

I spit on the remains or death

I am the primitive killing machine

Empathy destroys my path

Ignoring humane remains

I have the mind of an animal

Hunger makes me plan my next kill

Buried alive in a death-cult sewage

There’s a sickening stench that make you empty your bowels

Fascination builds the lust, my bloodlust, my need to kill

Beyond temptation the beast within rises

Self-cannibalization detached from emotion

Primal instinct wakes to eternal sleep

Your own intestines are caught in your teeth

Primitive killing machine