Chandaal Shaitaan
Chandaal Shaitan, PGA
Chandaal Shaitan, twisted minds
Grotesque, sick, vile acts
Twisted words, inducing humour
A brainstorm going through everyone's head
Smoking, drinking, tapping, pulling our beloved
We share our morbid thoughts gathered at the tower
We have the rage, aggression & power
We are what we are, our own lord
Nihilistic thoughts embedded within us
Chandaal Shaitan, PGA are we
You will suffer now we're free
We detest holy stones
Leave your beliefs to rot alone
We are your worst nightmare
We'll be the ones you'll fear
Butchery embodied in the brain
Craving bodies for satiation
You're lured my morbid plans
Now you're under sadistic hands
Oppressed thoughts explode
Sanity Corrodes
Asphyxiate your breath
You pray for death
Smashing your head
You're still not dead yet
You're fear motivates
You're blood makes us salivate
Repeatedly you're stabbed
No screams, you're gagged
Adrenaline's pumping hard
Sourrounded by brutal guards
Blood drenches - sliced incision
Outburst of gore - Dissection
Limbs severed - amputation
Fondling torso - molestation
Intestines chopped - diffusion
Body parts left for - putrefaction
Chandaal shaitan's - satisfaction
False one's fatal - destruction.
