Marching to the slaughter house
Marching to the slaughter house
Marching to the slaughter house
Marching to the slaughter house
In a world gone mad and everything has turned bad
They'll come with guns and take you from your pad
Your mum and dad burn everything you had
They'll march you out, out to the slaughter house
Marching to the slaughter house
Marching to the slaughter house
Marching to the slaughter house
Marching to the slaughter house
Your pain their gain and all you can do is scream
Your dreams are gone nobodies left to mourn
Your life's a joke they're gonna cut your throat
They'll mash your bones out in the slaughter house
Marching to the slaughter house
Marching to the slaughter house
Marching to the slaughter house
Marching to the slaughter house
Your mum is raped impaled her on a stake
Your dad is mashed into a pulp he,s bashed
The kids are next they love to break their necks
Your family is gone from this world they're torn
Marching to the slaughter house
Marching to the slaughter house
Marching to the slaughter house
Marching to the slaughter house
They'll rub you out they'll even burn your house
They love your pain to them it's just a game
This evil is here the fear is always near
They'll take you out, out to the slaughter house
Marching to the slaughter house
Marching to the slaughter house
Marching to the slaughter house
Marching to the slaughter house
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Marching to the slaughter house
Marching to the slaughter house
Marching to the slaughter house
Marching to the slaughter house
In a world gone mad and everything has turned bad
They'll come with guns and take you from your pad
Your mum and dad burn everything you had
They'll march you out, out to the slaughter house
Marching to the slaughter house
Marching to the slaughter house
Marching to the slaughter house
Marching to the slaughter house
Your pain their gain and all you can do is scream
Your dreams are gone nobodies left to mourn
Your life's a joke they're gonna cut your throat
They'll mash your bones out in the slaughter house
Marching to the slaughter house
Marching to the slaughter house
Marching to the slaughter house
Marching to the slaughter house
Your mum is raped impaled her on a stake
Your dad is mashed into a pulp he,s bashed
The kids are next they love to break their necks
Your family is gone from this world they're torn
Marching to the slaughter house
Marching to the slaughter house
Marching to the slaughter house
Marching to the slaughter house
They'll rub you out they'll even burn your house
They love your pain to them it's just a game
This evil is here the fear is always near
They'll take you out, out to the slaughter house
Marching to the slaughter house
Marching to the slaughter house
Marching to the slaughter house
Marching to the slaughter house
Marching to the slaughter house
Marching to the slaughter house
Marching to the slaughter house
In a world gone mad and everything has turned bad
They'll come with guns and take you from your pad
Your mum and dad burn everything you had
They'll march you out, out to the slaughter house
Marching to the slaughter house
Marching to the slaughter house
Marching to the slaughter house
Marching to the slaughter house
Your pain their gain and all you can do is scream
Your dreams are gone nobodies left to mourn
Your life's a joke they're gonna cut your throat
They'll mash your bones out in the slaughter house
Marching to the slaughter house
Marching to the slaughter house
Marching to the slaughter house
Marching to the slaughter house
Your mum is raped impaled her on a stake
Your dad is mashed into a pulp he,s bashed
The kids are next they love to break their necks
Your family is gone from this world they're torn
Marching to the slaughter house
Marching to the slaughter house
Marching to the slaughter house
Marching to the slaughter house
They'll rub you out they'll even burn your house
They love your pain to them it's just a game
This evil is here the fear is always near
They'll take you out, out to the slaughter house
Marching to the slaughter house
Marching to the slaughter house
Marching to the slaughter house
Marching to the slaughter house
Writer: Barry Mason
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