Lyrics: Graf Von Baphomet
Music: Alex Menabde
The principle of hatred
Stores in motion the mechanism of self-destruction
The world destroys itself, it even needs help in this.
It is so great and pure in its own destruction
Mankind, nothing will heal your aching wounds
Nothing will close your gaping scars
Substitute your vein β itβs the injection of death
Listen to my voice,
I gathered the dying screams of
Human beings in it.
Close your eyes, follow the voice,
It will draw a picture of a pain in your sick mind
Are you happy? Do you like what you see?
It will draw a picture of a pain in your sick mind
Are you happy? Do you like what you see?
No, donβt turn away your head, look, look up to the end
You bought yourself a ticket to the theater fall.
You paid for this, watch the show until the end.
Watch the show, watch the show
This is just a reflection of your essence.
Now just repeat this mantra of hate:
WORLD-DIE!
MANKIND-DIE
SOCIETY-DIE
MORAL-DIE
WORLD DIE
MANKIND-DIE
SOCIETY-DIE
MORAL-DIE
WORLD-DIE
MANKIND-DIE
SOCIETY-DIE
MORAL-DIE
WORLD-DIE
MANKIND-DIE
SOCIETY-DIE
MORAL-DIE
Death is also a form of art
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