Sonus Mortis - No Compromise

Endless sacrifice,
slouched in the trenches of tragedy.
And across the bowels of Earth remain,
the jutted roots of man's veins.

Psychopath leads a murderous campaign.
Ironclad control over a self-made domain.
Primal forms cut through,
torn fields of the bloody dirt.

Every night it's last rites.
Fighting to live, to survive.
It's a devil in disguise,
seeking no compromise.

Quick cold exchanges of bloated ego,
one bruised veto in rooms of authority.
We don't share the same blood,
ours is like lava, it brims in an angry flood.

Every night it's last rites.
Fighting to live, to survive.
It's a devil in disguise,
seeking no compromise.

We bring out the omen to finalise your demise.
You discard old skin and new flesh.
So now it's time to die.

We bring out the curse.
(Prepare for war and death)
With no compromise.
(Simple minds are set)
We welcome you to hell.
(Prepare for war and death)
So now it's time to die!

Become the wolf or follow the sheep.
Become the wolf or die like the sheep.

Every night it's last rites.
Fighting to live, to survive.
It's a devil in disguise,
Seeking no compromise.

And we wait for you...