It came to our shores, flag swaddled bearing a cross
And we sent it back bearing kalashnikovs
My Friends I tell you this now, one solution to fascist scum
It comes in 30 round clips, full metal jacket slugs
And now their screams, drown out their laughter
As we rise up, and kill the masters
Taking back the streets, one by one
Where will you hide, when I'm out for your blood?
Come now and steel your souls men, against the modern Bund
We make the mortal trade now, our hot lead for their blood
Cause if you hesitate, you'll be paid your due
For when there's no survivors, who's left to stand for you?
And now we write, in divine rapture
the epitaph for Hitler's bastard sons
You can't hope to stand before me I will go for my machete
How's this for the tolerant left?
It's my duty as a human, your beliefs will die with you when
My blade cuts through your chest
Punishing death metal from Pakistan, the new LP from Azaab is a scorcher with lyrics that tackle the oncoming apocalypse. Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 17, 2022