Genocide - all civilization destroyed

The gods of war - emerging once again

Limb-dissection - body parts everywhere

Soul-collector - beware, the reaper is near

Limb-dissector, soul collector

Fear the reaper, for I am near

Ethnic cleansing, extermination

Genocide, is what I crave

The smell of death turns me on;

I cum on segmented limbs

Women, children, men and beasts;

all corpses smell the same

Sempiternal, hell on earth

The gods of war, have emerged

Do not await, the Nazarene

No judgement day, all prayers in vain.

The rotting stench of burning flesh,

the sickening smell of war

It fills your lungs

like the stench of an indisposed whore



[lead:Paul]



[Repeat 3rd verse]



Women, children, men and beasts,

yellow, black and white

No discrimination;

you all die tonight!!!