You smell the stench of decay in the stagnant air
Human remains encrusted in your hair
Vision blurry, you struggle to your knees
Too bad there’s no one to listen to your pleas
And in the end, you’ll be thrown upon
A mound of bodies piled up to the sky
Welcome to violence, Welcome to violence
Your meat chopped and cooked and skin left to dry
Welcome to violence, Welcome to violence
Your bones decorate our humble abode
Sorry, kids it’s the end of the road
Welcome to violence, Welcome to violence
This is the end; it’s how it has to be
If you still had your eyes, then maybe you could see
That I am a butcher, I harvest you for your meat
Or I might leave you bloating in the desert heat
But I’ll probably toss you on
A mound of bodies piled up to the sky
Welcome to violence, Welcome to violence
Your meat chopped and cooked and skin left to dry
Welcome to violence, Welcome to violence
Your bones decorate our humble abode
Sorry, you little shit, it’s the end of the road
Welcome to violence, Welcome to violence
Texas band draft an all-killer, no-filler love letter to ’70s hard rock and metal, with surging vocals and riffs that command respect. Bandcamp New & Notable Feb 4, 2024