Dead City from Helly Gator by ENGINE DRIVEN CULTIVATORS

DEAD CITY

Once upon a time in the past
A lone godforsaken town
Whom who entered there would be dead
No one could ever come back
Passed are the years and a lot has changed
Vandals and jailbirds live there
Devastation and blood ‘til the end
Were the menu of the day

WAH
A pile of rubble is what remains
BUT
A dreadful curse hits through the place

Metropolis of violence with factions that blame
Each other by impulsive hate
All the evil gathered rose
Brought ‘em all back to life
Creatures of hell awoke from the ground
Gave birth to reign of despair
Whoever enters there becomes one of them
After be killed in torture and torn

WAH
A pile of rubble is what remains
BUT
A dreadful curse hit through the place

Ancient hate – Now that it has been resurrected
Building wrecked – SILENT GRAVEYARD WHERE ALL THEY SLEPT
Broken roads – Useless shop signs and traffic lights
All neglected – THE SUPERMARKETS SMASHED BY CARS
Don’t approach – Escape become a futile hope
Whirling voices – BEGIN TO RISE TURNING INTO CHAOS
Evil tomb – It spread around, horrendous forms
Paled dolls – DEAD FLESH IN LACERATED CLOTHES

Someone’s walking towards city’s gate
He’s moving so slow, his eyes are so cold
Bringing with him a weapon that will
Eradicate all the evil from here
Has became one of them though shoot one by one
Blast ‘til the last lay down to the ground
From now on he’ll guard over the town
Whoever may come will be struck down

• Metal
• Thrash Metal
• assault
• city
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