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Human Target - Thy Art Is Murder
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Human Target Thy Art Is Murder

Human Target - Thy Art Is Murder
[Verse 1]
Turn the land
Sow the seed of our destruction
Force the hand
Spin the wheels of our corruption
Quench the thirst, starve the fever, taste the harvest
With nothing left to feed the combines
We move onto a human target

[Chorus]
Ravenous
Choke down the bones of all below
Unholy masochists
Feeding on the weak, population control
They will devour us
Excess consumption, life reduction
We're so cowardice
We want the kill but we won't pull the trigger

[Verse 2]
Dig the holes, open the caves
Pile the bodies in an unmarked grave
The gears in motion, humanity is frozen
The fear is in the eye of the victims we have chosen
To suffer at the hands of man
To wither in the heart of the wasteland
Tremble, fall to your knees
Collapse from the weight
Trampled beneath
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