Putrid Scum - Deviated Instinct

Nazi marching ever backward

Towards the death of free-thinking

Ignorance reigns in your kingdom of pawns

Unwary tools in tyrants hands

Cannon fodder

Mere instruments

You channel mindless hatred

Now so distant in time

See the flesh pits

Deep trenches

Racial genocide

Hate based on colour or creed

Your minds bleed from every orifice

You’re sickening scum

Oppressive stench

We’ll give you a taste of your own medicine

Master-race control: Never!

Die!

Die!