Machete کے بول

A proviso for genocide A tribunal built upon lies In the clause the kings will remain free To exterminate us as they please Cut off their arms machete Cut off their legs Hack off their genitals and hang them up to bleed to death Until I cleanse this gene pool I will not rest I'll ride the Earth of every humanoid insect A convention to appease us Blind we believe in true justice "The Holocaust shall not be relived" Except by those foreigner pigs Arm the Serbs Gas the Kurds Faith in our nations will lead us astray Promotion of virtue keeps treason at bay We sigh as the veil falls over our eyes Safe in our innocent ignorant lives Bomb the Japs Starve the Blacks The carnage is dormant Biding 'til harvest Awaiting the time To purify through death