Negate the rights we adhere to their lives, Sever the bond, enter the knives, Remind oneself that they must reap the conquest of the call, Take this laurel, wear it proud, and we will kill them all.
Deaf ears on disdained pleas, This work will set us free. Die for the rising sun, At 731.
Vile infection we leave it to fester. Biopsy begins as it incubates. In a world of plagues the sky's the limit. To us you are nothing but a log.
Afflicted subjects succumbing to psychoses As I siphon strains from pestiferous blood. Primal viral vectors, my hands on analyses, Then harvest their organs one by one. My greatest creation – it will be unleashed, As a viral ticking time bomb dwelling in fleas.
Maim for humanity, revel in apathy Lullaby – connective sinew soldered apart. Knowledge, nobility, progress medicinally Hush screaming soldier, don't you start. By logging these victories numbered in agonies Our brand new technology is state of the art, I sew its right leg to left hip, my left brain unrestrained, The future will shine, thanks to their pain we thrive.
Deaf ears on disdained pleas This work will set us free Die for the rising sun At 731Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
