Paroles de Putrid Mutants

The gased living Brainless corpses Limbs infected by viruses Discouracing organs The substances created Only for existence on the Earth That just want more beast The last generation Putrid Mutants Forment for madness of deadman races Polluted water, illsmelling food No sensation, the existence for history The eyes don't want just look at shit Burned down trees dead animals The world that will stay Only rats and cockroaches that'll create Indeed sensible society But then just there will be not people