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!!!