Lyrics

Deformed faces On the ground Deceased corpses Slaughtered mankind Choosing target Setting aim Pull the trigger No one´s to blame Putrefied Smell the flesh Rotten to the bone Putrefied Start the process The final slaught The process Execution Of our mind No delusion Shut up and die Self-cremation Self-destruct Disillusion No one´s to trust Putrefied Smell the flesh Rotten to the bone Putrefied Start the process The final slaught