Domestic Devil from Slaughterhouse by Relicseed

VERSE 1
Dollars, violence, healthy stomach
Super-power image melt
Bag of bones, roaming snout
Sympathy is never felt

VERSE 2
Too weak the lambs are sawing air
Shellfish courage, helplessness
Determination swinging rare
Creature yelling endlessness
Domestic devil feeds the soul
Frustrating brainwork, tickling death
What makes them feel the path to goal
Illustrating sinking breath

CHORUS
Disguise – it won`t relieve
You`re dead if you do not believe
The fight is “for” but not “against”
You`ll never live the time you waste

VERSE 3
You don`t get satisfaction until
The whole world lies under your will
Your money and your wealth – that`s the pill
What creates the sense you`ve got the rights to kill

CHORUS

• Groove Metal.
• Metal
• Rock
• heavy metal
• heavy rock
• thrash metal (musical genre)
• Latvia