Hell's Half Acre Songtext
von Fugitive

Rivers of filth overflow the shore
Drowning out, suffocating, rotting the core
Weak minds crumble, demolition blasts
Barbed wire walls, razor sharp traps

Seasons of disaster
Lines of victims caught
Out in hell′s half acre

Lifelines severed got you hanging from limbs
Veins running empty, spirit dies and descends
Scenes of horror, last sight
Confrontation deadly, fight or flight


Seasons fading faster
Scores of evil flock
Out in hell's half acre

Violence
It′s what they're after
Threads of madness sow
Out in hell's half acre
Ohh

Hours into dust
Nailed to the wall
Flooded out overrun
Eager to ignite the rapture