One United Family
Rising Grizzly Pack: Unveiling the Siberian Meat Grinder's Anthem
Lyrics
We are the gang, We are the crew
We identify as a group, a collective.
One United Family, We are the chosen few
Emphasizing unity as a special, chosen group.
Gotta bear the cross, you can't cross the bear Standing by our banners, we're raising em in the air
Enduring difficulties, loyalty to symbols, and raising banners in pride.
Droppin' many heathens, it's a season of the hunt
Engaging in a hunt, confronting those deemed enemies or heathens.
Critique of pure reason , we freeze em, the Cult is in da front Hell is waitin', It's a masquerade in blood
Critiquing reason, freezing opposition, and referencing a cult with a dark aesthetic.
The Bear One has awakened, he's stabbing you in the gut Neverending story, territory of the Tsar
The awakening of a powerful force (The Bear One) and asserting territorial dominance.
Out for glory, warriors, you know it gonna leave the scar Morning star is falling upon your skull
Seeking glory in battles, leaving a lasting impact on adversaries.
Deliver me the unbeliever, turn em into null
Converting non-believers into nothingness.
Survival of the fittest, you witness the sacrifice
Survival based on strength, witnessing and participating in sacrifices.
We beat the test, cutting you down for all your lies
Overcoming challenges, exposing lies, and defeating opponents.
I'm hired for infinity, got enemies to slice
Contracted for an eternal conflict, slicing through enemies.
And I acquire ability to Roll the dice twice
Gaining the ability to take risks, possibly with a sense of inevitability.
Speakers fully blown, now we know how to act
Empowering speakers, understanding how to act.
We run upon you, time to burn, there is no turning back
Initiating an irreversible action, no turning back.
We put em on their knees, you know we are the grizzly pack Heathen freeze, piece by piece, bones are about to crack
Subduing enemies, asserting dominance with references to a grizzly pack.
Slowly you rot, time to define what you got
Emphasizing decay and the need to evaluate one's worth.
We're the Cult, Fear us, we're out for blood
Asserting fear-inducing presence as a cult out for blood.
Like a crow, attack you, devour you raw
Comparing actions to a crow, predatory and consuming.
Nowhere to run from us, you know we are the law Slowly you rot, time to define what you got
Declaring authority, no escape from their influence.
We're the Cult, Fear us, we're out for blood Like a crow, attack you, devour you raw
Reiteration of the cult's nature and predatory behavior.
We are the Cult, we are the law
Final affirmation of being the law and a cult.
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