The Mower

The Mower - Halford
Hell brawl a landscape of the bones
Still filled with no remorse
Such pickings for the crow
Who dances on a throne
The mover
Let perish be the world
The culling of the heard
And end is what we seek
Suspended disbelief
Abominations grief
The sea of evolution
Our world of destitution
No light no air
no light no air no exit
Excruciating pain
Demoralized again
The wrecking has begun
The sickening undone
No light no air
no light no air no exit
For witness had it's way
Death sentence comes today
So struggle at the brink
It's time to be extinct
Upon a broken back
Hear every bone go crack
A gutless withered flesh
Led forward on it's leash
Flat line in the abyss
Where nightmares reminisce
No air no light no exit
No air no light no exit
The confrontations rest
No air no light no exit
Flat line in the abyss
No air no light no exit