Uploaded April 2008 | Updated September 2026, 1 hour ago
Other song of Autopsy, one of the best death old shool band! Enjoy!
Lyrics : Epidermis punctured
As the deadened blood is drawn
Stiff cadever on the table
Victims of death's spawn
Desicate, deteriorate
Start to decompose
Process of embalment
Through your veins the chemicals flow
No more thoughts inside your head
Your brain is on a tray
Injection of formaldehyde
Organs have decayed
Light of day not to be seen
Again by the deceased
Rigor mortis is your future
Death ignored your pleas
Blood replced by chemicals
No more life is found
Next stop is a wooden box
Rotting underground !
Other song of Autopsy, one of the best death old shool band! Enjoy!
Lyrics : Epidermis punctured
As the deadened blood is drawn
Stiff cadever on the table
Victims of death's spawn
Desicate, deteriorate
Start to decompose
Process of embalment
Through your veins the chemicals flow
No more thoughts inside your head
Your brain is on a tray
Injection of formaldehyde
Organs have decayed
Light of day not to be seen
Again by the deceased
Rigor mortis is your future
Death ignored your pleas
Blood replced by chemicals
No more life is found
Next stop is a wooden box
Rotting underground !






![Bolt Thrower - In Battle There Is No Law
IN BATTLE THERE IS NOOOOOOOOOO LAAAAAAAAAAW !!!
Lyrics : In the fight for existence and life
There is no law
And in the presence of eternal death
There is no law
And just the struggle for power the domination prevails
An arising slaughter
In revenging, every man for himself
As in battle there is no law]
Countless numbers die in wars path
Armies falling to our wrath
Warriors of power marching to fight
Destruction, killing, is all thats in sight
Raise the shield or be cast into death
Take a final look, your final breath
Innocent victims of war
No turning back, in battle there is no law
Awaiting the slaughter, time stands still
Thoughts fade away, so does your will
Enemy close in, blood on their minds
You wont die once, die a thousand times
Soldiers of hatred, killing corps of war
Bodies litter the field, what was it for?
Stench of death, no victory for this night
Plead for mercy, you have no right
Raise the shield or be cast in to death
Take a final, look your final breath
Innocent victims of war
No turning back, in battle there is no law
NO LAW! Bolt Thrower - In Battle There Is No Law](https://i.ytimg.com/vi/AzhoURAKoMA/mqdefault.jpg)



