Låttexter: Manufacturer's Pride. Sound Of God's Absence. Waste In Flesh.

Bloated and obscene the vermin has become
Grime covered souls
Unworthy and repugnant

Depravity ingrained
Precancerous state
The rate it grows, they swarm in rows
And all that?s pure they rape

Lead the whores and they?re degenerate offspring to slaughter

Waste in flesh, wasting breath
Earth produced excrement
Paint it red what has been bled
Conducted with diligence

Pure breed become extinct
They all resemble swine
When might was right, their time to die
We hesitated to strike
Awaken bloodlust

Lead the whores and they?re degenerate offspring to slaughter
Breathing fat and guts, undeserving of honor

Between the filthy thighs of a city where no light
Touches the face of earth for the swarms of flies

Born from the blackened wombs of whores wed to vice that thrives
With grace so grotesque

Lead the whores and they?re degenerate offspring to slaughter
Waste in flesh, wasting breath
Earth produced excrement
Paint it red what has been bled
Dissected?