A frigid chill, not of winter blows through hallowed lands
The mastermind of extermination intervention as a business plan
A sickening feeling sates the soul in the hearts of sentient men,
A frigid chill, not of winter fervently sets in

Afghan civilians cradle their dead in shrouded burial rags
Brainwashed soldiers of holy wars come home stuffed in body bags
A sickening feeling sates the soul in the hearts of sentient men,
A frigid chill, not of winter fervently sets in
And icy storm of hate and fear reigns down in Berlin,
A frigid chill, not of winter fervently sets in