歌词
Proud falling world of god
Made of crawling cockroaches
Like the phoenix, burn from the inside
Yet not rising again afterwards
Surrounding poorness of mind
Worshipped by the highest scum
Shouting down the noble will
To rise above the wretched life
Proud falling world of lies
Escaping the caustic truth
Praising happiness worldwide
Although essence of all wounds
Surrounding richness of ignorance
Concealed by a fake beauty
Spitting on the upper man
Reducing him to a manure heap
From ashes to perfection
From nothingness to everything
From paradise to extinction
Lost dreams of glory for the living
Sick, tormented, disgusted
I'll forever curse you all
Despicably dedicating
My loudest scream of hate
Sick, tormented, disgusted
I'll forever curse you all
Despicably dedicating
My loudest scream of hate
Sick, tormented, disgusted
I'll forever curse you all
Despicably dedicating
My loudest scream of hate