| Centuries wasted | |
| Wallowing in our defecation. | |
| An entity overwatches silent yet in disgust, | |
| Evoking a thirst for destruction! | |
| Destruction. | |
| A divine intervention is underway, | |
| To cleanse our burden of mistakes. | |
| Clouds transform into a mammoth storm as the skies blacken with ash. | |
| Downpours of sulfur nauseate and fill your chest. | |
| Overwhelming showers of flames eat through the flesh. | |
| Screaming like suffocated swine this is our punishment. | |
| Only few remain, for he's unsympathetic within his campaign. | |
| Screaming like suffocated swine this is our punishment. | |
| Remnants of scalded skin permeate an unpleasant stench serving | |
| As reminder his hands are only temporarily cleansed. | |
| Casualties are taken to stimulate change! |