[music: Golab / lyrics: Cyjan]



Tear your empty soul apart,

in the name of the holy gore.



Flesh is gone, soul is gone,

existence gives belief for the dead,

uncertain step without a chance of life,

rips your fucking health off,



mouldy worms excrete product of emaciated microbs,

prince of circulation of the blood commands to stop.



It causes loss of the mind - its name is pain,

it destroys flesh - its name is death,

it builds revenge - its name is hate,

it vomits bile - its name is gore.