In this walking nightmare This life, an Abominable Revelation No flesh shall quench my impulses to kill Mouldy muliebral textures I relentlessly crave This final absolution I grand the human race
Revel in a purulent bliss, a goregasmic pit Pathetic meaningless lives, zealots in a rotting cesspool This is the end of all flesh
Cataclismic discharge of emotional decay A waste of breath and time, with the saw I extirpate A pathological nightmare or a deity's wrath, For man is disease and must be put down at last
The world a canvas for me to corrupt - Rid this stinking earth of all that rots For all those I desecrate, for the corpuscles inanimate Merely a detrimental mass grave
Global termination - for which man was born Genocidal Salvation - aftermath forlorn Global Termination - for which man was born Genocidal Salvation - we are the end of the world
In this walking nightmare This death, a prolonged rapture No flesh shall quench my impulses to kill The end of all life I relentlessly crave This final absolution I grant the human raceTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
