Letra de Release the Flies
Mount up, rip torn Launch beast, rebornTorture, release the flies Your karma is the stench of a thousand whore's thighs My wrath has? emerged from it's bottomless pit Unto a world drowning in shit and you are itTorture, release the flies Your dogma's the sheen of a dying man's eyes A plague to disrupt the intentions of your breeding The maggot awaits with your corpse I'm feeding