Lyrics - Filthgrinder by Satyricon

Fitlhgrinder, no-love machine, cleanerunknown to remorse and pitycynical, electrical fucking murderer
What a scenery, the heavy pulsebeat of the
Unholy
Alliance and the white fear
Take a look around and understand, (that) your days are numberedthe demon on the
Wall and the ticking clockclosing in (on that final) grasp for air, do you still believe?
The future beast is rising and tyranny has come for 777 yearsreach out for mercy, it's just a bygone anyway
Filthgrinder - practice aggression
Filthgrinder - protect the wealth of the
Elite
Filthgrinder - tremble upon the ugly
Trueborn creature, twist that
Firm grasp of yourslike in days of old
He can feel it, he knows they can'tto be in league with the underworld can't be mistakenyou don't believe, you know!
He chants a primitive gospel, so very hard
Yeah!
The mechanisms of destructive behaviour can be an artform in itself
The beast risen represents no so called dark mercyevil knows no good, good knows no evilbut a saviour he is in all forms, but religiousa
Grand engine carrying years of built up
Hatred and
Powers.
You know that, isn't that why
I can smell your fear?
Your heart trying to rip its way through your chest
Fitlhgrinder a beastified being risen form the collectivehatred of an oppressed people.
A people representing
Pride,
Dignity and
Honour!

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