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Crushed is the future of this feeble travesty |
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Your wretched kind shall bother us no more |
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A dead race to be, oh stinking bags of meat |
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Nothing but a filthy virus soon to be cured |
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Consumed by rage, I am fulled by the pain |
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That shall bring all you fuckers to your knees |
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The greatest of all sufferings |
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That of which you shall receive |
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Avert your eyes - denounce my name and leave me be |
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The taste of bile - Your worthless presence truly sickens me |
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I pray to the beast, A prayer for disease |
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For the imminent doom of humanity |
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Dreams of a world devoid of life |
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A silent tomb for all eternity |
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A fevered wish for cataclysms |
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And the war to end all wars |
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A desperate yearning for the day |
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When the scum shall breathe no more |
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(Chorus) |
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The day you die is the day I smile |
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Salvation lies in the nuclear fire |
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The memory of you shall fade |
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And the world shall be your grave |
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Now bow your heads in shame |
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The earth shall be reduced |
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Into a grand necropolis |
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The days of man are numbered |
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Soon they shall cease to exist |
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With a future now crushed, and all hopes turned into dust |
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Mankind has been brought to their knees |
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Behold a world devoid of life |
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A silent tomb for all of humanity |
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Avert your eyes - denounce my name and leave me be |
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The taste of bile - Your worthless presence truly sickens me |
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(Chorus) |
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The day you die is the day I smile |
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Salvation lies in the nuclear fire |
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The memory of you shall fade |
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And the world shall be your grave |
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Your final resting place |
