In The Trenches Lyrics & Chords By Rigor Mortis

An abomination The last of a family of filth Procreator should have pulled out A fucking waste of sperm Family scorned abhorrance Would've done the world a favor So much...read more

(Verse One: Juice) Now through the smoke I appear, approachin from the rear Got the other team nervous with their coaches Yo the dopest is here, forget ya eyes focus ya ears These...read more

Over the top You who call yourselves men Filthy dogs of war In your blood stained uniform (With a mple leaf on your uniform) Arise from your trenches Scatter across no...read more