We are machines of vengeance
you won’t survive under our rush
your time is over, it’s too late for you to pray for amnesty
this tumour’s been growing for a long time, so it is time to cut it out
Beneath the ashes your bloodless body is gonna rot
the new era is coming and my sermon will be reality
I am the reaper, I’m the executioner
and you are just a fucking slave!
I will clean this abomination from you with this battle axe
it’s a pleasure to see you suffering, cause I’m feeling the taste of blood in
my mouth
it makes me sick and gives me power to bring you down
so rip off your skin and flesh, this is the only way to survive
black birds will bury your weak body
it will be your fucking doom
We are machines of vengeance
you won’t survive under our rush
your time is over, it’s too late for you to pray for amnesty