Disinter - Tortures Of The Damned lyrics

Wings of death

Carry them away

The sky is black

For the tortured prey

Filled with sorrow

Laugh in disgust

Cry with hate

Determine their fate

Slugs of cold flesh fill the air

Waiting to be worked on by the hands of doom

As the embalmer cries at what he sees

The eerie surroundings; no one leaves

Trapped between life and death as your soul begs for mercy

The demons of air and night find the light for your time

Tonight

Tortures of the Damned

Die!

Tortures of the Damned

Die!

Ashes to ashes, dust to dust

Autopsy cremation, land of lust

Burning flesh fills the air

Showing no mercy, no lives to spare