Sangtekster:
Brutal Beings

In the mud, on your knees, trying hard not to please Anyone, all the time, being a rebel's fine But you go all the way to being brutal You will have

, one of many to consummate the change. Why, what could you ever gain? Nothing it seems except being lame. What, what could you ever lose? Brutally wrong

Guess you can say she was beauty for playing brutally insane smooth like the break of a wave she was cool like a magical groove on a January day in one

cops Down on the street Giving poor the heat With their clubs and guns Doin' it all for fun Dead Cops Big bad and blue They're in the Klan too Brutality

killing you Let loose the anger, held back too long My blood runs cold Through my anatomy, dwells another being Rooted in my cortex, a servant to its bidding Brutality

draining of liquid mass His victims lie helpless and wide awake Bodies are shriveled to skeletal form To decompose Victims die helpless while siphoned awake Sacrificing mortal beings

Screams and moans Emerge from the church Among the shadows A brutal military figure Tortured beings Forced to suffer Destroyed minds That must die Dismembered

down on their prey Trapped in a hell on earth that's unknown Not heard not seen until death they'll stay Helpless beings brutalized by madmen Trained

from this mess [Chorus] Becomes primitive and mentally moulded soon urged by brutal instnct Misantropy end vengeance a cause by this war that've been If this beings