, open road, family of five-on their way h...ng enjoyed a day in the sun, their encounte...from right, now has the family in his sight...steers his car into the other lane ...Both of them collide, expressions horrified ...d on at full speed, the vultures will soon ...The father of three was impaled on the wheel, as his skull became part of the dash ...The mother took a flight through the glass, and ended up...ines stretched from the car down the road for a quarter of mile ...Fourth child on the way, won't live ano...Fetus on the road, with mangled ...Smashed against the ceiling, all their ...Schards of glass explode, ches...Underneath the wheels, burning rub...ing from your eyes, the slaughtered victim ...Laughing at the mess, a pile of meat on the street ...e to feed on flesh, the gore has just begun..., open road, family of five-on their way h...ng enjoyed a day in the sun, their encounte...from right, now has the family in his sight...steers his car into the other lane ...The look of death in my eye ...Just a pile of mush ...Left to dry in the sun ...Left in the road ...Remains of your body ...e to feed on flesh, the gore has just begun

lose is their sense of smell ...Shadows of the past life ...Marked their facial expressions ...rapped out in proud flesh ...Aesthetic is the play ...Of their uncovered sin...Breed of the demised ...Signs of transistoriness ...The home for a worm-fam...The names they had once...One bite of them is enough ...you will become one of them

end sits with blank expressions. ...A shell of my friend, ...Just flesh and bone. ...ntly, directly from the lyrics sheet included in the Vulgar Display of Power case. However, if you listen to the song, the above lyrics are fully accurate. I can only assume that Pantera decided to alter the lyrics while recording, and hadn't gotten around to changing the lyrics sheet layout

Limits of the infinite ...Trophies on the back shelves ...Ideas of our fantasies ...With manikin expressions ...They end up like the rest ...th needles in their flesh

Was broken down, by the side of the road, yeah...Was crawling in the darkness like a king snake in the woods...We were hiding in the tall grass...Hiding in the tall grass...We're gonna summon the Holy Ghost from the battlefield...And in the morning this old world won't be the same...Won't be the same, Lord...Monumental faces in the flesh of Cypress trees and k...Naked in the mud, girl...We're gonna summon the Holy Ghost from the battlefield...And in the morning this old world won't be the same...We're gonna summon the Holy Ghost from the battlefield...And in the morning this old world won't be the same...Won't be the same, Lord...Feeling weak in the Itta Bina hot sun...Crawling to the station we were foamin' at the mouth...We're gonna summon the Holy Ghost from the battlefield...And in the morning this old world won't be the same...We're gonna summon the Holy Ghost from the battlefield...And in the morning this old world won't be the same...We're gonna summon the Holy Ghost from the battlefield...And in the morning this old world won't be the same...Show me the way, Lord!

Limits of the infinite...Trophies on the back shelves...Ideas of our fantasies...With manikin expressions...They end up like the rest...th needles in their flesh

Limits of the infinite...Trophies on the back shelves...Ideas of our fantasies...With manikin expressions...They end up like the rest...th needles in their flesh

Limits of the infinite...Trophies on the back shelves...Ideals of our fantasies...With manikin expressions...They end up like the rest...th needles in their flesh