"Genocide (Concerto No. 35 For Razors)" lyrics
Genocide from the below to heaven
Total Armageddon justified
Genocide of all the scum which ride the earth
Perversion of all puritans motherfuckers
Sodomization of the holy whores
Raum, angel of all extermination
Bring us the second Hiroshima
This time to unleashed the ultimate super-nova!
Twisting turns all over again
Till nothing remains no more!
Genocide of human kind total destruction of all rats
Genocide unto god eyes total annihilation of the white crap
Weak tormented worms feel our concerto into your veins
Dance and twist with our razor song feel our string through you wrist...
Hear my voice, the knife which is deeply kissing your throat!
Genocide, genocide, genocide!
More than eleven time Satan won't appreciate your existence
More than eleven generations will bring gift to your children
Every of every of them will be gratify of a sharpened toy from the father
After pest and famine will let them discover our dedicated secrets
Feel the knife which is deeply kissing your throat!
All hope of a new delight have been rid away
My stands in the dark in the night shown me the way
In emptiness silence and obscurity, I prevail...
Is it possible that the ultimate genocide has arrived!
Oohh! All I want is to see them dead, dead, dead!
Feel the knife which is deeply kissing your throat!
Genocide, genocide, genocide... genocide!
Total Armageddon justified
Genocide of all the scum which ride the earth
Perversion of all puritans motherfuckers
Sodomization of the holy whores
Raum, angel of all extermination
Bring us the second Hiroshima
This time to unleashed the ultimate super-nova!
Twisting turns all over again
Till nothing remains no more!
Genocide of human kind total destruction of all rats
Genocide unto god eyes total annihilation of the white crap
Weak tormented worms feel our concerto into your veins
Dance and twist with our razor song feel our string through you wrist...
Hear my voice, the knife which is deeply kissing your throat!
Genocide, genocide, genocide!
More than eleven time Satan won't appreciate your existence
More than eleven generations will bring gift to your children
Every of every of them will be gratify of a sharpened toy from the father
After pest and famine will let them discover our dedicated secrets
Feel the knife which is deeply kissing your throat!
All hope of a new delight have been rid away
My stands in the dark in the night shown me the way
In emptiness silence and obscurity, I prevail...
Is it possible that the ultimate genocide has arrived!
Oohh! All I want is to see them dead, dead, dead!
Feel the knife which is deeply kissing your throat!
Genocide, genocide, genocide... genocide!
