The echoes of the war is slowly fading distant
The agony of the cries now turning nonexistent
With brute force
Mountains of flesh to feed the roar of the furnace
Flames of hell - Caress thy skin
Burn the waste - Unleash our sin
Leave no remains for no god to see
Grinding the furnace - Consuming the last of your resistance
Grinding the furnace - Your mist to coat the sky
Forging a void in the book of history, repentless
Hauling thy limbs of rotting death mere relentless
Devouring
Combust to ashes, heretic funeral commencing
Victory is calling, proceed the hauling
Nothing is sacred, blinded by hatred
Grinding the furnace - Consuming the last of your existence
Grinding the furnace - Your mist to coat the sky
Grinding the furnace - Consuming the last of your resistance
Grinding the furnace - Your mist to coat the sky
The echoes of the war is slowly fading distant
The agony of the cries now turning nonexistent
With brute force
Mountains of flesh to feed the roar of the furnace
Victory is calling, proceed the hauling
Nothing is sacred, unleash the hatred
Grinding the furnace - Consuming the last of your existence
Grinding the furnace - Grind the fucking furnace