Wickedbleed (Pump the hate)

[Instrumental] [Spoken Word] Once upon a time There was a little country town Where folks had a very strange diet Strangers who stopped for lunch Ended up staying for dinner (I just have) Yes, this just came in this morning Is it really fresh? [Instrumental] [Verse 1: Synth/Sample Breakdown with Heavy Groove] We're wicked, Twis ted, Sick with it. Grave dancers, Soul-chancers, Dark answers [Pre-Chorus] There's No control (control) There's No control (control) [Chorus] WICKEDBLEED! Pump the hate WICKEDBLEED! Pump the hate We feed! [Verse 2] Mind-melted-World-belted-Truth-spelled it. Bone-grinders-Life-binders-Pain-finders. [Hook: abstract and rhythmic] No escape, just a final shape. Feel the sting, what we bring. [Chorus] WICKEDBLEED! Pump the hate, seal our fate WICKEDBLEED! Superbeast, our dark feast, We feed! [Outro] The mutant creatures are dead... or gone... (Final distorted chord)