Kneel down when they tell you the traitor to adore But do you really want to close your eyes? Look at them and don’t say a word Look at the hypocrisy of honor and sacrifice itself
The greatest way forward is with enlightened men But what do they really leave behind? The figure of a god that already stinks like carrion And a ridiculous belief of morality
The amazing dream that makes me destroy myself So be it long live death mine and yours
May I be first to die If I can take you with me To the hell of the black dogs of Mexico May I be first to die Why does the enemy’s corpse? Why does it smell so good?
Marching through the deserts of a wasteland May the sun of this forgotten land burn our skin Why pardon and mercy? Why trust in a stupid, senseless false redemption?
No more pity now I want to bury you a few fucking feet underground Get down on your knees Get down on your knees corpses Don’t cast shadows don’t