Reaching for our knives Waiting feeble minds cry We shall fight for the race Our race shall survive Cleansing all the waste Waste becomes their pride Pride they see as a crime Infected the race shall die
Come inside venture the way Plotting our deeds natures way Taking away their animal play Teaching their being They all shall bleed
Christianity burdens our whole life Even though we see their own old lies Blackness reaps our earth as Darkness forms a line We shall reap their sins All the rats shall die
In now on me life decays The trouble we see is in our own brains Conquering seas and lands away Were coming for thee Don't ride away 'til you have pain
The reaping of pain will be simpler for me Cause we have seen your race not clean If I was god I'd see your needs But the trouble you'd be I'll kill you before You were ever bornTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
