Rancid sons of bitches Chop them down to inches Chum for hungry fishes
This world, vacuous and vicious Untenable conditions Scratch your fucking itches
They mean nothing to you This is nothing to you They mean nothing to you And this is nothing to you
Peons taking orders Faithful little hoarders Fuse is getting shorter
Hard hearts, growing ever harder Be the firestarter Choose the lucky martyr
They mean nothing to you This is nothing to you They mean nothing to you And this is nothing to you
Obliterate, and recreate In your image, in your image They'll never know what lies below In the damage, in the damage
Man - abomination, Damnable mutation, Breathing degradation
Panic is spreading like a virus It's already inside us May it purify usTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
