Slaughtered Lyrics - Pantera
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One's own Kingman, Christ person, Woman God.
At battle with a mass astrengent. The bond
That blends the weak to the wise.
It's a safe assumption that you'd want
to save me now. But I'll never face castration.
For your sacred soul is left slaughtered.
Brainwashed by me. Myself influence I. Bird brained
World saver. A fake god rests dead inside you.
It's a safe assumption that you'd want to save me now.
But I'll never face castration. For your sacred soul is left
System destroyed. Exposed and unployed. The fruit
Of intention cry for their dead, but turning their head to
Ignore reality's claw. Knife to your wrist, syringe in your
Arm is your ounce of prevention. Give what you made,
And under your name on your grave, is salvation.
Slaughter the pig, the self rightous king for your own
Restoration. For your God is in your chest, and faith kills
What is precious, for death is unanswered.
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i love this song | Reviewer: disturbedlover14 | 12/25/10
This is the most badass Pantera song ever, i love it!
The guitar-slide intro at the beginning is my favorite part, this is the most screamo Pantera song i've ever heard Plus, all the lyrics are correct
5 outta 5 stars, man!! 5 outta 5!!
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