Territorial Instinct/Bloodlust
ROB CAVESTANY
Attack! Going in for the kill. Take none alive
Eradicate the weak. The strong survive
From out of the darkness comes the light
Through hollow eyes the truth is seen
Smash down the walls that stand between
The poison apple and the bite
They will do all that they must
To satisfy their bloodlust
Strike! Either kill or be killed
Torn piece by piece
No one can tame. The nature of the beast
Vicious territorial instinct fight
Premeditated murder scene
Savior never comes it's a faded dream
Teeth sink in deep upon first bite
Their greed is so disgusting
Supremacy is rusting
Pathetic lies beyond the obscene
Filthy wounds seldom licked clean
The bloody wounds not clotting
The carcass slowly rotting