Píseň: Dominate

Interpret:
Morbid Angel
Album:
Domination
[Music: Azagthoth/Lyrics: Vincent] 


Weak aside - no place for those our struggle 
Leaves behind 
Our Lord won't tolerate those whom through 
Attrition fall 


We must dominate! 


With iron through our veins and a will made so elite 
Hunting for our daily bread and the sinister close in sight 
Hunger always drives the beast and the women fall prey. 


Leading all the wonders to certain fate 
Another victim reviled 
I'm staring at you through the eyes of the wolf 
Tell me who is going to save you now! 


Animal senses ever alert 
Praise be to the father-war 
As a servant I am serving myself and I bathe in anticipation 
Unless you taste it you could never know 
All the power our Lord bestows 
With a bow and a kiss profane 
Be a victor or be a victim.