Artist: TO THE GRAVE
Song: Slaughter Forever
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Album: Epilogue
Release Date: April 16th 2021
Label: Unique Leader Records
Genre: Deathcore
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Video directed, shot, and edited by Elliot Sauvage at Sauvage Photo
Produced, recorded, mixed and mastered by Tom Cadden at Violent Sound.
Additional vocals recorded by Matt Clarke
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"Slaughter Forever"
I hope you die in the drought
Drown to death in the dirt
Eternal rest with the worms in your mouth
What you deserve
Australians all let us rejoice in the blood of a dying mother
For they are young and bleed they will, we proceed to take her daughter
Babykillers. I'm calling you out.
Rapists and murderers, your days of cowering in the dark are done
The modern-day slave trade feeding and clothing a community of cunts
And you'll be shamed for the scum that you know you are
Close down the farm and send yourself to the abattoir
Out in the cesspools, we breed
And in humility, we bleed
We watch the wolves die on our doorstep as they howl for help
We slit their throats and say "This is Australia"
Mark my words every one of them will suffer
And i assure you every victim will be accounted for
I come bearing the wrath of 75 billion souls
Run in fear.
Their blood on all our hands, in their murder we share
You are nothing but a void for the rest of them
Mouths water over rotting carcasses
Inhale life and shit out death.
Rapists and murderers, your days of cowering in the dark are done
The modern-day slave trade feeding and clothing a community of cunts
And you'll be shamed for the scum that you know you are
Close down the farm and send yourself to the abattoir
When the animal torturers of the world hear my name may the hairs on their body stand,
A chill sweep deep in their bones, as they endure a fear so intense that they
Quiver ferociously in the relentless agony of their souls.
We've stormed the slaughterhouse under the cover of night
Burnt it to the fucking ground and buried the knives
Ghosts in the gears of the machines
Haunted halls of the kill floor gleam
My objective is clear: blade at the throat, destined for dust
Herd into the human farm, a stampede of disfigured livestock
Blood will run the rivers red until the cleansing is complete
Run in fear.
