Genocide - Deathstars

Dreams of violence and murders fall down hard

Interzonic genocide high, the affusion of life

Now it’s time for suicide, to break the pure disbelief

Its time to riddle the flaws of the physique of motors

And as we walk to the lost grounds of heaven tonight

To the battered face of the soul

We are damned from power burnt black

Watch as we crush their laws

Hail to funerals

And feast upon their minds

Pure pain, the bitter souls stice bleeds in vain

Cold sky sin, broken veins breathe

Spirit mass corruption of deceit and death

Now it’s time for genocide, just another child to burn

More to beat of sin, to the rhythm of darkness deep within

And as we walk to the lost grounds of heaven tonight

To the battered face of the soul

We are damned from power burnt black

Watch as we crush their laws

Hail to funerals

And feast up on their minds

Pure pain, the bitter soulstice bleeds in vain