Fourth Dimension

Fourth Dimension - The Children Of Sin lyrics

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Lower your head, look down under your feet

You'll see dirty freaks, streching their hands to you

They're stinking, they're looking wickedly at you

Too many of them - a horrable sight!

This is filthy product of civilization

The result of reproduction of drunk herd

Born in fucking mud and lust

Children of sin!

Freaking bodies all around

Hungry eyes look into soul

Source of loathcome diseases

Pus discharges all the wounds...

Society of beastly laws, the stronger survive

Injustices pressing your mind, freaks grow in namber

Nobody can change it, the only way out our strength has come to an end

Throw away the needle, otherwise death!
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