Slaughter (Canadá)

Incinerator

Slaughter (Canadá)


Make way for the incinerator...

In suits they were dressed, when the button was pressed
They fed upon semen, the government's a demon

They left us bleeding and sore
In the hands of the incinerator

In the bible we looked while our cities all cooked
The mutants didn't learn, towards satan they turned
While the wind ripped and tore from the wrath of the incinerator

Incinerator
Wood for a feast
Incinerator
When you expect it least
Incinerator
Didn't learn from the past
Incinerator
To nuclear war we're cast

And now the molds cast from mistakes of the past
We're all melting in a hot cauldron of sin
And through all his blood and gore comes the incinerator

Incinerator
Wood for a feast
Incinerator
When you expect it least
Incinerator
Didn't learn from the past
Incinerator
To nuclear war we're cast

In suits they were dressed, when the button was pressed
They fed upon semen, the government's a demon

They left us bleeding and sore
In the hands of the incinerator

Incinerator
Wood for a feast
Incinerator
When you expect it least
Incinerator
Didn't learn from the past
Incinerator
To nuclear war we're cast