Desecrate, this wasteland We are not, of this world
I take form of a god Almost done, extinction near
Where are they hiding, so little are left to remain The harvested scream for mercy, as interrogation ensues
Begin the torture Reveal your brethren
Strapped down to a cold metal chair Your only hope is the hanging bulb above
Ripping out your entrails Scream for me We just need your tongue Speak pig, speak I won't take your bullshit Tell the truth Or more pain you'll endure Bring out the scissors!¡
We have done the research to find the most precious spot Open up your legs and hold your breath A sloppy vasectomy in She Ate™ tradition May your vital parts, spew out the truth
Where do you think you're going, don't black out on us Tell us the location of your loved ones You will never see your family again By our courtesy, their deaths with be QuickFast™
Oh my god, please, save my soul
I can't take this pain I need someone to end me, quickly Where are you, now god, tell me, where are you
What did we do to deserve this Damnation harsher than hell Human existence, might as well been meaning-less
Oh my god, please, save my soul
I will never give in, live on my children Humanity's secrets are safe, with me They'll never know, of our rebellion
He's bleeding, too fast We need to know the location Of the pigs, breeding ground Before they rebuildTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
