White trash
trailer park
Someone, rescue me
Someone please
Kill them all
Please 
Animal
Please, Leave leave leave
There’s something close to growing though it
There body soils the thoughts for me
Search thoughts for you bloody lies
Crushing toll for all your lies
My distance for me
giving the gun to god
For there is no stopping me
Every time I feel my mind drop
Every-time I feel the cool breeze
I’m praying to God
is he  
days are dark they are sticking inside
You god this time, this time
Thanks for leaving me today
Thanks for forgetting about this place
Im here to shoot the enemy
Shoot to kill the enemy
I lost a god to this holy war
Backwoods redneck
I love gore
Going for it now, not for risk
The image of lying
The redneck
Fucking
Bitch
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The perfect mix of (old school) death thrash and (modern) slam death. With a great sense for groove and impressive amount of variation. I'll keep an eye on these guys - especially on their other profile where this is a little cheaper and new stuff is available. mourner