Songtext von Merchant Of Death

you tickle and spoil your victim before you fatten your meal and then mince them to death a historic lie covers your fuss, at least a superior merchant of death retarded bastards - imperial pack - mislead the people for their own sake chase the non-haves down the hatch, sell their souls to earn useless cash odds and ends won't save your soul, you just don't care and dig your own hole retarded bastards - imperial pack - mislead the people for their own sake crawling left-hand/right-hand nonsense - lie to yourself to stand your own conscience kowtow life-style, nazi spirit - cheating others to reach the peak of greediness hunting without mercy - you're the reason not the cure for our pain and the injustice and the crimes on defenseless people, you are hunting - trading - serving - you are crawling no more stepping backwards - I don't move aside here anymore now - I am raising, let you feel it - fighting back and foil your evil plans - I will fight you, will defeat you, overcome and I can see your misinformation - now I see, you're just a simple slave - you are just a merchant of death