The great breach of the free will
The most feeble of deeds
For what was violated, and was done
A righteously cruel and s*****ic punishment must come
You are weak and you disgust me
I dream of a world where all of your kind are dead
No forgetting what you have done
No forgiving, you are branded with a mark you won't get rid
With rusted unsharp instruments she will cut you, slow
With hundreds of nails and spikes she will hammer you to the wall
With thorns and barbwire she will caress, and dress you
With a plastic bag over your head she'll take your breath away
You made yourself unworthy to walk among us
Try to hide, we'll hunt you down
For the ultimate sin you will bleed
And the world will hurray your departure
You are made of s*** and p***
I want to purify you in a pool of your own blood
No forgetting what you have done
No forgiving, you are branded with a mark you won't get rid
With rusted unsharp instruments she will cut you, slow
With hundreds of nails and spikes she will hammer you to the wall
With thorns and barbwire she will caress, and dress you
With a plastic bag over your head she'll take your breath away
The most feeble of deeds
For what was violated, and was done
A righteously cruel and s*****ic punishment must come
You are weak and you disgust me
I dream of a world where all of your kind are dead
No forgetting what you have done
No forgiving, you are branded with a mark you won't get rid
With rusted unsharp instruments she will cut you, slow
With hundreds of nails and spikes she will hammer you to the wall
With thorns and barbwire she will caress, and dress you
With a plastic bag over your head she'll take your breath away
You made yourself unworthy to walk among us
Try to hide, we'll hunt you down
For the ultimate sin you will bleed
And the world will hurray your departure
You are made of s*** and p***
I want to purify you in a pool of your own blood
No forgetting what you have done
No forgiving, you are branded with a mark you won't get rid
With rusted unsharp instruments she will cut you, slow
With hundreds of nails and spikes she will hammer you to the wall
With thorns and barbwire she will caress, and dress you
With a plastic bag over your head she'll take your breath away