اصل بول
ENترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
Murderers, you wade in rivers of blood
Gluttonous, the coast of carnage goes up
Dulling the blade on broken bones
Nothing's sacred, blood stolen by stone
Plundering and syndicated, feed, you parasites
Laying waste because it's never enough, get your fill of pillaging
You have two faces, both mouths packed with decay
Now it's in you too, festering, consuming, there's no recovering
Take, take and take until there's nothing left
