Paroles
Slaughter them all
Count bodies
Counting graves
None willing
Thrill killing
You murder
Go further
You're garbage
For Carnage
Slaughter thrill
One more kill
Strive toward
My record
What a loathsome breed
And from your deaths I'll feed
A grim diversion
To feed this perversion
Another body for the count
No one to hear you shout
Your help never came
Oh, what a shame
They're all spread before me
What a masterpiece for all to see
And though I'm gone
My legacy lives on
Counting bodies
A grim diversion
Counting bodies