اصل بول
ENترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
Cold rains of blood
Falling overnight
The persecuted mass
Is screaming of pain and despair
People running everywhere
The victory has begun
Unholy thoughts through deeds of wisdom
Human controlled intelligence
You're so corrupted, so complex
Making miracles
As the gods you had created
Look at what you've done
A dying world still praising tolerance
I vomit on your beliefs
On your future mongrel faggots sons
I hate you all
