We laugh atop high towers
Rancor blooming like flowers
Your hope, our entertainment
Pandemic beyond containment
War for the chance to be our puppet
The allure of power a tempting strumpet
There is no god but greed
Unchallenged we feed
We’re tyrants of the black sludge
Sucking your planet dry
Pathetic attempt to defy
So quickly died
Shock and arrest
To spoil, to infest
All shall be devoured
Your world is ours
Enslaved by trust in freedom
Work for traitors can’t see them
Your children our currency
Fuel for errant devilry
Rivers run dark
Sprouting mutation our mark
Gulping down our poison breath
Only pain is left
We’re tyrants of the black sludge
Sucking your planet dry
Pathetic attempt to defy
So quickly died
Shock and arrest
To spoil to infest
All shall be devoured
Your world is ours
We’re tyrants of the black sludge
Sucking your planet dry
Pathetic attempt to defy
So quickly died
Shock and arrest
To spoil to infest
All shall be devoured
Your world is ours
credits
from Filth Encrusted,
released June 23, 2023
Lyrics by Kevin Ross
A new compilation series featuring cat-loving metal bands from every state donating their tracks for local animal welfare organizations. Bandcamp New & Notable Jun 12, 2018