Gringo Death Lyrics


Born from the waste, an immortal force

Sulphur in the blood, hate in his eyes

Hunting for virgins, hunger for flesh

Lord of the pits, the taker of lives

Sentence of death when the axeman attack

Leave you in pain, you begin to cry

Toxic aggressor, demon from hell

Follower of christ, now you die!

Spell of the Pentagram, hordes of undead

The Evil Incarnate will tear off your head

Sexual carnage, Schizophrenic spell

Tormenting your mind, the Voices from Hell

Grave Desecration, Alcoholic Mosh

Ripping you to pieces, sordid blood will flush

Sanctimonius Gringo, you'll never be like us

Pigs of the south that invigorate Satanas

Nekromantic Troops of Doom

Waiting for the time to strike

Dominions of Death, Ready to Explode

To take the Gringo's final breath

Spell of the Pentagram, Funeral Rites

Rising from the dephts to annihilate the whites

Demonic crusaders of Aztec belief

Desposing your body, your souls are to keep

Feast of the Animal, Keeper of Decay

Slicing you open to lead you on the way

Sons of the Flayed one, harbingers of death

Show me the Wrath of the Demonic Possession