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