Ruthless Cleansing -

With all the sores and wounds

Who can judge and think clearly

Through ashen eyes that see nothing

But fear and desperation

Touched by caustic hands that harm

Pushed back and enslaved once again

Time has come for ruthless cleansing

Make up your mind and slaughter the swine

All hail to ruthless cleansing

Into their putrid wormholes

We´ll sow their own poisonous seed

From within their societies

Process of decay shall seethe

Time has come for ruthless cleansing

Make up your mind and slaughter the swine

All hail to ruthless cleansing

Sentenced to live among the trash

To inhale the winds of plague

By rejection of this cursed destiny

We shall regain the power to be again