Born, from the dust In the gutters of desert Maggots and lepers Is this hell or is this heaven? The curse, the death Spreading hate across the land No more pretending These warriors seek a weapon
Unleash, the wicked This hate is self inflicted Deliver this torment Upon your final judgement Follow the storm In the land of no return Ensue the scar Won't kill her 'til we start
Inflicted Show no mercy Motherfucking wicked
Falling, and burning And confusion now is coming Corruption is the sign In this portion of your life