War and fire, death and bloodshed, smoke and flesh
cremated to ash
In the burning streams of fire, burning corpses fleshless
rest
Smell the fragments of your body burning, bleeding,
melting, bursting
Murdered masses, genocide, death is dancing on our grave
Kneel before destructions master, this is answers to his
prayers
Hear the cries of wounded infants, hear the sound of
bodies breaking
This must be the only reason living in a world that
bleeds
This must be the utter frontier between fascination and
obsession
Let destruction rape creation, break the neck of life
itself
World demolish, it all shatter, for so long I've longed
this day
Do what has to be done for pain, do what has to be done
for death
Do what has to be done for blood, whatever mass murder
craves
Open your stomach and I shall eat, open your veins and I
shall drink
Crush my skull, split me in half, death is dancing on our
grave