Orgy of Flies

There was a time when all countries were only one for divine reasons, scientific laws the human have different colours yellow, white, read and black these are the colours of fashion the one who created us had cursed us with the gift of life and death war after war we have learned nothing hate is still alive

In the battle camps

In the wooden shack

In the streets of the cities orgy of flies

Under your nose orgy of flies

Over a billion corpses

Orgy of flies

War, hate, anguish and pain these men, poor humans

So satisfied with others torment we want the end of this world never will give change to peace the flies will forever continue in their orgy over the corpses

Hate is still alive