Cannibal Corpse. Make Them Suffer. Zeneszám

Suffer

Extreme pain is what they need to feel
For the rest of their lives
Misery and despair leaves their souls when infinity ends

Let them taste the wrath as the agony consumes them
Swallowed by the darkest light, a blackened state of dismay
Survival is the only thing left for them
This grievous revelation is a new beginning
Led to the solution against their will

Deprivation thrives as the therapy continues
Sullen mastery is an answer uncontested
Denial is the only thing left for them
Life as they knew it is a distant memory
Scores of victims lust for apathy

Make them suffer while they plead for cessation
Entirely demoralized and close to mass extinction
Damned to please supremacy
The reason for their martyrdom they will never know

Make them suffer
Make them suffer
Make them suffer

Make them suffer while they bleed through damnation
Begged for retribution before meeting with demise
Cursed by animosity
Once chosen for this mad ordeal there is no escape

Domination reigns supreme, the evil has no end
Spent of all their energy now worthless and degraded
Slow death is the only thing left for them
Physically and mentally devoid of dignity, languished immortality

Make them suffer while they plead for cessation
Entirely demoralized and close to mass extinction
Damned to please supremacy
The reason for their martyrdom they will never know

Make them suffer
Make them suffer
Make them suffer

Make them suffer while they bleed through damnation
Begged for retribution before meeting with demise
Cursed by animosity
Once chosen for this mad ordeal there is no escape

Make them suffer
Make them suffer forever