War Ensemble
Lyrics
Propaganda war ensemble Burial to be Bones shining by the night In blood laced miseryfull lyrics...
Propaganda war ensemble Burial to be Bones shining by the night In blood laced miseryfull lyrics...
Features Of This Song
hard rock rootsrepetitive melodic phrasing
extensive vamping
minor key tonality
a dirty electric guitar solo
a dynamic male vocalist
prominent drums
angry lyrics
These are just a few of the hundreds of attributes cataloged for this song by the Music Genome Project.
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In blood laced misery What is our war crimes Publisher: DEATH'S HEAD MUSIC Supreme art of strategy All battles scored Burial to be When victory is to survive Bones shining by the night Sport the war, war support Flowing veins run on through How many people I can kill? The final swing is not a drill Regime prophetic age Old in it's time Campaign of elimination Deep in the Rhine Your fallen walls Forward their ground Propaganda war ensemble Playing on the minds Twisted psychology Bombard till submission And death is defeat The sport is war, total war The sport is war, total war Era forever more, war When victory is to survive Flanked all around The sport is war, total war Songwriters: Tom Araya, Jeff Hanneman Descend into my sights Indication of triumph Center of the web Encircle the front lines Infiltration push reserves When the end is a slaughter Spearhead break through the lines Take all to their graves And death is defeat The numbers that are dead The final swing is not a drill When the end is a slaughter When the end is a slaughter How many people I can kill? How many people I can kill? Bones shining by the night Sport the war, war support Campaign of elimination Twisted psychology Be dead friend from above Sport the war, war support Burial to be Soldiers of attrition Propaganda war ensemble When darkness falls In blood laced misery The final swing is not a drill



