Defleshed Grind and Rewind

Grind and Rewind Hark Now the drums beat up again For all true soldiers and gentlemen Blood on my hands, and with blood on my mind I am to slay and I grind and rewind The plots, the plans, the decadence Make my life complete Wars and tours and open sores It s all I must repeat Recycle pain then kill again Cause every mortal loss is an immortal gain I ve got a taste for the extreme Yet how strange that may seem I ve joined forces with misery With death I ve bu