A Brutal Mob Massacre Lyrics


Flames arise as the the molitif cocktails find their home, right through your living room window.

Its about time we stormed in and took back what is rightfully ours.

This scene is about to get ugly. Its going to become a fucking massacre in here unless you do somthing about it.

I swear to fucking god we will fucking beat you into submission.

There is no chance to escape the wrath of the people, so stand up and face your jury.

The punishment will be swift if you're lucky. Which we can asure you, the odds are not in your favor.

Give yourself up....or maybe brick to your fucking temple will persuade you?

...help you make the right decision.

If you want somthing changed for the better then you must face the worst.

Face the worst.

Tranquillity can be created with chaos if you do it right.

Together we are one with a single goal, to take back what belongs to us.