I'm gonna poison the population Gonna plan myself an assassination On the hunt to kill again I plan to butcher the planet I'm like the cold hand of death
I'll kill all the haters They'll never stop their deaths We'll bread and burn and murder Each of you to the last Return to make it final One bullet to
It's all fucked up, it's all fucked up It's all fucked up, it's all fucked up It's all fucked up, it's all fucked up It's all fucked up, let's fuck it
Severed head, eyes gouged out Knife jammed in your ass, shotgun in your mouth A thousand ways to kill and I'd like to try them out A rope around your
Snakes, snakes Snakes, snakes Snakes, snakes Crawling roaches from rotten orifices Worms sliding, feeding, eating Snakes, snakes Snakes, snakes Crawling
You came clearer than ever before You did what no one else can Just never follow up when I'm awake Because I'd hurt you. You'd hurt me too. There's
heart silence in my heart war ain't over - and tonight I'm out for more# all night - burning down the bedroom light all night - carnage people by my
Pregnant for nine weeks By rape or promiscuity Life is growing inside Although it is not wanted Life becomes hell Days are passing slowly Suicide will
Sacramental carnage ultimate rejoining in the abyss Cauterized sect fuse as one final break-through the old world Descended souls will dwell into the
shiny knife, Naturally long enough, there's time to open Ritual carnage, ritual carnage Ritual carnage, ritual carnage Ritual carnage, ritual carnage Ritual carnage, ritual carnage
predator amongst the flock Lord of painful carnal blessings Unleash the works of severance Reveal the ultimate temptation Sermons of lust and carnage
dead The army retreated, the soldiers have fled The carcass of nations lies out on the plain For many to question but none to explain Such carnage,
[Music: Thijs, Lyrics: Sven] Emulous life form emerges, and slashes continuously A man made predator slides back moral, self censored reality Crushing
Witchcraft, blood and Satan Meet the face of Death Blood Fire Torture Pain KILL Witchcraft, blood and Satan Meet the face of Death Blood Fire Torture
You came clearer than ever before You did what no one else can Just never follow up when I'm awake Because I'd hurt you. You'd hurt me too. You are
Who are you, wanderer? I can't remember The wolves are gathering The stars are shifting Come, join us in the hunt Who are you, wanderer? I have the scent
[Mayhem cover] Witchcraft, blood and Satan Meet the face of Death Blood Fire Torture Pain KILL Witchcraft, blood and Satan Meet the face of Death Blood
Your death is terrible, painful and slow Drooling palate Terrible odorous mess The repulsive stench Of roasting flesh Sterile carnage, dried sanguined