Cryptic Slaughter - Rest in Pain lyrics

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Mindless screams from the field of hate

Increase our panic as generals scheme

Mangled bodies emerge from the smoke

Unconsciously begging the night's downfall

Life is just a fantasy

Death is felt in vain

No control or destiny

We will rest in pain

The instinct to kill is what they expect

Employed for destruction or the unbalanced will

Expectations of truth are lost with the dead

As thoughtless minds injure, all hope is lost

Free will controls what's left of our minds

Survival drives our battered souls

The pain we carry to the grave

Shows indifference in the eyes of slaves