Through the fog of this reality we march
With only the strength of insanity as a guide
But what to the inquiring eyes does appear
No reason or truths it is as we feared
They never existed in circles we’ve been led
So what do you do when find out you’re already dead
Put gun to the temple and a bullet in the head
A knife to every throat is what this world needs
Chaos reversal the universe unravels at its seams
To this blackened abyss the river of matter now feeds
To this final end the future of existence now leads
Drop the bomb cure the disease!
Only through extinction can the universe return to the
purity from whence it came
Slit every throat and bleed every vein
From out of the abyss hell shall arise pure hatred no disguise
Napalm the earth there will be no rebirth
Explosions abound tearing open the ground
An exit from hell the dragon has found
Vessels of his hate insanity come its to late
Festering like a open sore it grows to take in more
This is the end the final outcome of the final war
May the future be drowned in blood till its last dying
gasp fades into the nothingness of eternity
Now put a knife to the throat of life and bleed it dry,
dry, dry
How do kill the species that’s already dead
Put a gun to your temple and a bullet in your head
How do you destroy the whole of mankind
A knife to the throat works best I find
A knife to every throat works best I find
Who’s face does life wear this time! This time… this
time…