Genocide (Live)

Mercenary batalions

Are poised to strike us down

Terminations conquest

Upon us now full grown

Save me, my heart's open wide

Help me, no question of pride

Save me, my people have died

Total genocide

Devastation hungers

She waits to leap to earth

Imminent liquidation

Before the grand rebirth

Save me, my heart's open wide

Help me, no question of pride

Save me, my people have died

Total genocide

Sin after sin I have endured

Yet the wounds I bear are the wounds of love

Frantic mindless zombies

Grab at fleeting time

Lost in cold perplexion

Waiting for the sign

Generations tremble

Clinging face to face

Helpless situation

To end the perfect race

Flashing senseless sabers

Cut us to the ground

Eager for the life blood

Of all who can be found

Save me, my heart's open wide

Help me, no question of pride

Save me, my people have died

Total genocide

Slice to the left, slice to the right

None to retaliate, none will fight

Chopping at the hearts, snuffing out the lives

This race departs, no one will survive

Heads to the feet, feet to the air

Souls in the soil, heavy in despair

End of all ends, body into dust

To greet death friends, extinction is a must