Like a disease, infesting every inch dig its claws, deeper within detoriating the very structures of man like rust, consuming all it can
Pathetic ideals founded on trust the trust in your god that dont give a fuck you cling on to the lie of all lies I puke in your face and spit on your grave
Like a plague, you're breeding like rats crawling and trampel as you struggle for air smothering eachother when you reach for the top your offspring, your old ones, crushed to dust
You justify your actions with stories of old glorify the past and believe in the lies the lies constructed to decieve and disarm the only thing that comforts in your worthless existence
A stinking vermin called mankind blood will be spilled by the knife in my hand blood for vanity blood for greed blood for all insanity
Said to be the crown of creation just as deadly as the one made of thorns blindfolded by the blood in your eyes you fumble in darkness, and reach out for help
Obsessed with actions of good or evil dividing yourself into better or worse you sickens me and are all equally pungent you will all rot in this world you have made
Chanting:
Inter faeces/excrementum et urinam nascimini Inter faeces/excrementum et urinam moriminiTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
