Enter a world of pain Where sorrow now reigns Where they rule with iron rod Odd! Odd! Odd! We're born in pain and live in sin Choose your way and so your own decay Fist up high for your rights! encircled by disease - unslave! Fight black looms over entity Ill omen surrounding world's identity Liberation of your soul cremation Under social pressure Wage a fight of measure Martyrdomic terror Fills your vains with error Clouds with lust of dispair