"The best part of killing someone is the look on their face, it's that look... Not when they're threatened, not when you hurt 'em, not even when the they see the knife. It's when they feel the knife go in."
Face death of an innocent young girl
We face death of an innocent child
Cold blood, put to death without meaning
We don't care because we think we are god
Blind rage, black evil
The last betrayal of our own flesh and blood
Wake up, stop screaming
We sell our soul and we kill our own god
Face death of a whole generation
We face death of the human kind
Face death of a whole generation
We face death of the weak and the blind
Slow death of a man killed in blind rage
Slow death of the human race
Tormented bodies cast away in a black cage
Tormented bodies cast away in a cage
Blind rage, black evil
The last betrayal of our own flesh and blood
Wake up, stop screaming
We sell our soul and we kill our own god
Face death of a whole generation
We face death of the human kind
Face death of a whole generation
We face death of the weak and the blind
"The best part of killing someone is the look on their face, it's that look... Not when they're threatened, not when you hurt 'em, not even when the they see the knife. It's when they feel the knife go in."
"The best part of killing someone is the look on their face, it's that look... Not when they're threatened, not when you hurt 'em, not even when the they see the knife. It's when they feel the knife go in."
Face death of a whole generation
We face death of the human kind
Face death of a whole generation
We face death of the weak and the blind
"The best part of killing someone is the look on their face, it's that look... Not when they're threatened, not when you hurt 'em, not even when the they see the knife. It's when they feel the knife go in."
Face death of an innocent young girl
We face death of an innocent child
Cold blood, put to death without meaning
We don't care because we think we are god
Blind rage, black evil
The last betrayal of our own flesh and blood
Wake up, stop screaming
We sell our soul and we kill our own god
Face death of a whole generation
We face death of the human kind
Face death of a whole generation
We face death of the weak and the blind
Slow death of a man killed in blind rage
Slow death of the human race
Tormented bodies cast away in a black cage
Tormented bodies cast away in a cage
Blind rage, black evil
The last betrayal of our own flesh and blood
Wake up, stop screaming
We sell our soul and we kill our own god
Face death of a whole generation
We face death of the human kind
Face death of a whole generation
We face death of the weak and the blind
"The best part of killing someone is the look on their face, it's that look... Not when they're threatened, not when you hurt 'em, not even when the they see the knife. It's when they feel the knife go in."
"The best part of killing someone is the look on their face, it's that look... Not when they're threatened, not when you hurt 'em, not even when the they see the knife. It's when they feel the knife go in."
Face death of a whole generation
We face death of the human kind
Face death of a whole generation
We face death of the weak and the blind
"The best part of killing someone is the look on their face, it's that look... Not when they're threatened, not when you hurt 'em, not even when the they see the knife. It's when they feel the knife go in."