death rides with me tonight
inflamed with endless hate
a victim in my sight
i will be your fate
how many bombs to kill?
how many tons of dynamite?
how many corpses to build a heap?
how many hecatomb to fill m*ssgraves?
bombs and bombs and deaths and deaths,
but no one wants to stop this stress
two tribes dream to win
but only loosers in this f*cking sin
hecatomb – no one’s staying alive
h*ll’s on earth an will rest for a while
the epidemic is satan’s right hand
to suffer the remaining ones to death
m*ss destruction for their greed
million victims have to bleed