Filthgrinder Lyrics - Ten Horns - Ten Diadems - Satyricon

Fitlhgrinder, No-love machine, Cleaner 

Unknown to remorse and pity 

Cynical, Electrical fucking murderer 

What a scenery, The heavy pulsebeat of the 

Unholy Alliance and the white fear 

Take a look around and understand, (That) your days are Numbered 

The demon on the Wall and the ticking clock 

Closing in (On that final) grasp for air, Do you still believe? 

The future beast is rising and tyranny has come for 777 years 

Reach out for mercy, It's just a bygone anyway 

Filthgrinder - Practice aggression 

Filthgrinder - Protect the wealth of the Elite 

Filthgrinder - Tremble upon the ugly 

Trueborn creature, Twist that Firm grasp of yours 

Like in days of old 

He can feel it, He knows they can't 

To be in league with the underworld can't be mistaken 

You don't believe, You know! 

He chants a primitive gospel, So very hard 

Yeah! 

The mechanisms of destructive behaviour can be an artform In itself 

The beast risen represents no so called dark mercy 

Evil knows no good, Good knows no evil 

But a saviour he is in all forms, But religious 

A Grand engine carrying years of built up Hatred and Powers 

You know that, Isn't that why I can smell your fear? 

Your heart trying to rip its way through your chest 

Fitlhgrinder a beastified being risen form the collective 

Hatred of an oppressed people 

A people representing Pride, Dignity and Honour! 

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