Let the wolves feed upon the cradle of civilization Behold the great mutilation, unnatural selection
There's bodies in our backyard but we pretend everything is fine We just turn a blind eye and move on with our pathetic lives Not a single one of them deserved the cross they bare They don't believe in a hell because they're already there
Slaughtered like swine, The rest of your kind, we'll drain them dry They brought piss to a shitfight
You talk a lot but don't stand for shit Fucking pigs, they say they care but don't have the balls to prove it Better off aborted than raised like a bitch
12 years until you get the world you asked for I guess they are what they eat, just lips and assholes These hypocrites need to answer for their stupidity If I gave a fuck about god you'd be the devil to me
Confidence born of ignorance, the cycle can't be broken: hopeless fucks Bow down at the feet of the death machine Keep licking the boot that's standing on your neck
When you're nose deep in shit Don't take a second to breathe Keep your mouth shut or start swallowing it Bow your heads into the swinging axe I vow to you all I'll never truly be comfortable How can I smile when there's blood staining the walls? Screams are all I hear at night, and they're your fault
I pity cunts like you, let me speak clearly when i say You've declared war, and i see you as the enemy And i will finish the horror that you fucking started You're either with us or you're a target
There's not enough sand on the planet To bury seven billion heads But there's more than enough bullshit To keep us up to our necks in it
Breathe in deep and sink Fuck this flesh culture obsession Common sense is dead, just a piece of meat
Blood will flow Ashes in the trash, discarded You're finished But we're just getting started
I knew you'd sink but I didn't know how far Like the piece of shit you are We scatter and flee like pathetic roaches Passing the blame and fanning the flames Such is the way of the human disgraceTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.