War and fire, death and bloodshed, smoke and flesh cremated to ash In the burning streams of fire, burning corpses fleshless rest Smell the fragments of your body burning, bleeding, melting, bursting Murdered masses, genocide, death is dancing on our grave
Kneel before destructions master, this is answers to his prayers Hear the cries of wounded infants, hear the sound of bodies breaking This must be the only reason living in a world that bleeds This must be the utter frontier between fascination and obsession
Let destruction rape creation, break the neck of life itself World demolish, it all shatter, for so long I've longed this day
Do what has to be done for pain, do what has to be done for death Do what has to be done for blood, whatever mass murder craves Open your stomach and I shall eat, open your veins and I shall drink Crush my skull, split me in half, death is dancing on our grave