Life is unjust; death is my trust
Our ending, and our rust
I have one odeal, the one to kill
And make them all kneel!
My fate feeds, the pleasant needs
Every dead can spread
We have always needed the chance to make
The world vanishes, in the haze
Massacre is fair! If you have born
Some day you will fall on the ground
Massacre is justice! If they'd searched for
Why I cannot kill them right now?
I will make my sins, this way it begins
Only the weak wins
Forge their graves, first do them slaves
No Jesus could save
No compassion, fear and deception
Your life goes on
We will spread chaos and spill on earth the
Sacred seeds of hell
