Ich frage dich Was ist dreck Was ist reine scheisse Ich sage dir Der untermensch Ein aussterbender kreis 1, 2, 3... arbeit macht frei 4, 5, 6... zum kotzen
We are the wolves who are starved close to dying, clinging to life for our urges to kill We prey on the weak and we listen for crying This is the closest
I'm going to cut you open like a fucking pig, peel away the flesh and drain out your veins. This time you will not forget the images of those you have
form is slowley falling from me. Revealing my true face for the whole world to see. In order to free our minds, we must impale the sun. The age of the
No remorse, no self pride To back everything that we were, Anything we stood for. You ran, you ran, you kept running! Spineless coward with no regard
The sun rose on the wrong side of the Earth this morning Nobody noticed but you So you winked at the sun And the sun winked back, and you kept it to yourself
We are the wolves who starve close to dying, clinging to life for our actions to kill. Prey on the weak and we listen for crying. This is the closest
Face check I walk this beach I'm frying in the heat in the cauldron stir me Chomp down my diamond teeth I ain't got The simple things in life I feel like
Place the hand on its throat Feel the fragile windpipe Slowly tighten your grip Watch closely its eyes When they are rolling over Then release your grip
You open your mouth and nothing comes out You are the idealist loser You wanna save the earth - you protest and riot You are the pain in the ass Your
Oh woe to the lamb of god These are your last days Feel the burning hatred, feel the pain Your destruction is imminent Resistance is futile, you die
Sun goes down and trolls crawl out of their holes I am waiting the fuckers with my blow-torch [chorus:] I am the killer of trolls, I show the fuckers
When you have painted yourself in the corner You wish you were a spider so you could escape No matter how hard you try to ignore It still has that iron
This is the action counter reaction To all things dead, crawling dead This is the counter action reaction To all living things who should be dead Burn
The pillory infernal toy What a shame and a joy [cho:] Nothing can beat this infernal joy When i am playing with satan's toy Nothing can beat this feeling
Jesus Christ, who is he ? Why do you believe such a shit ? Jesus Christ, who is he ? Why do you believe such a shit ? [chorus:] Aren't they the morbid
I am the thunder of love and pain My heterosexual weapon will drive you insane My semen is made of hellfire To have it inside of you is your biggest desire
Lost in memories, of forgotten love On hot summer night we were swimming naked under a moon Lost in dreams, deep pain inside The picture of deep love