| Skulls piled on concrete, executions made with ease. | |
| Tombs filled with sickness, an invader who won't take heed. | |
| Evolving with a shotgun, launching killing spree. | |
| Unleashing death on mankind, excluding not a soul free. | |
| He won't be satisfied | |
| A gallery of death art, primitive actions to be seen. | |
| Ceiling dripping from their blood, loves to watch them creep. | |
| Opened the gates of torture, he has found his way. | |
| Generations screaming for more, ripping trough the gateways. | |
| The destroyer... | |
| Skulls piled... | |
| The destroyer... |
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