| State of Fear What comes around goes around Hooves crushing empty cowboy skulls horns gouging matador meat claws tear open poachers throats hunters die by competitors bullets Forced to perform for human leisure their torture is your entertainment Needles penetrate vivisector flesh zoo-keeper encaged, isolated, starved furtrapper ensnared, skinned alive hooks ripping mouths off angling scum Centuries of darkness, lost in mankinds shadow the tables will turn and it´s you who´s going to suffer You´re gonna get what you deserve BACK |