| Song | The Intense Humming Of Evil |
| Artist | Manic Street Preachers |
| Album | The Holy Bible |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| [00:06.700] | "The court has come “ |
| [00:12.740] | The court of the Nations |
| [00:15.480] | And into the courtroom will come the martyrs of Majdanek and Oswiecim |
| [00:27.540] | From the ditch of Kerch the dead will rise |
| [00:31.230] | They will arise from the graves |
| [00:33.190] | They will arise from flames |
| [00:35.640] | Bringing with them the acrid smoke and the deathly odour of scorched and martyred europe |
| [00:41.900] | And the children they too will come, stern and merciless |
| [00:46.420] | The butchers had no pity on them |
| [00:48.670] | Now tvictims will judge the butchers |
| [00:51.330] | Today the tear of the child is the judge |
| [00:54.870] | The grief of the mother is the prosecutor" |
| [01:44.090] | You were what you were |
| [01:51.990] | Clean cut and unbecoming |
| [01:59.960] | Recreation for the masses |
| [02:07.800] | You always mistook fists for flowers |
| [02:16.010] | Welcome welcome |
| [02:19.770] | Soldier smiling |
| [02:23.720] | Funeral march for agony's last edge |
| [02:31.700] | 6 million screaming souls |
| [02:39.470] | Maybe misery, maybe nothing at all |
| [02:47.450] | Lives that wouldn't have changed a thing |
| [02:55.340] | Never counted, never mattered, never be |
| [03:15.160] | Arbeit macht frei |
| [03:19.110] | Transport of invalids |
| [03:23.150] | Hartheim Castle breathes us in |
| [03:26.960] | In block 5 we worship malaria |
| [03:31.080] | Lagerstrasse, poplar trees |
| [03:39.790] | Beauty lost, dignity gone |
| [03:43.540] | Rascher surveys us butcher bacteria |
| [03:47.810] | Welcome welcome |
| [03:51.710] | Soldier smiling |
| [03:55.610] | Soon infected, nails broken, hunger's a word |
| [04:03.570] | 6 million screaming souls |
| [04:11.330] | Maybe misery, maybe nothing at all |
| [04:19.190] | Lives that wouldn't have changed a thing |
| [04:27.300] | Never counted, never mattered, never be |
| [04:39.800] | Drink it away, every tear is false |
| [04:47.530] | Churchill no different |
| [04:51.040] | Wished the workers bled to a machine |
| [00:06.700] | " The court has come " |
| [00:12.740] | The court of the Nations |
| [00:15.480] | And into the courtroom will come the martyrs of Majdanek and Oswiecim |
| [00:27.540] | From the ditch of Kerch the dead will rise |
| [00:31.230] | They will arise from the graves |
| [00:33.190] | They will arise from flames |
| [00:35.640] | Bringing with them the acrid smoke and the deathly odour of scorched and martyred europe |
| [00:41.900] | And the children they too will come, stern and merciless |
| [00:46.420] | The butchers had no pity on them |
| [00:48.670] | Now tvictims will judge the butchers |
| [00:51.330] | Today the tear of the child is the judge |
| [00:54.870] | The grief of the mother is the prosecutor" |
| [01:44.090] | You were what you were |
| [01:51.990] | Clean cut and unbecoming |
| [01:59.960] | Recreation for the masses |
| [02:07.800] | You always mistook fists for flowers |
| [02:16.010] | Welcome welcome |
| [02:19.770] | Soldier smiling |
| [02:23.720] | Funeral march for agony' s last edge |
| [02:31.700] | 6 million screaming souls |
| [02:39.470] | Maybe misery, maybe nothing at all |
| [02:47.450] | Lives that wouldn' t have changed a thing |
| [02:55.340] | Never counted, never mattered, never be |
| [03:15.160] | Arbeit macht frei |
| [03:19.110] | Transport of invalids |
| [03:23.150] | Hartheim Castle breathes us in |
| [03:26.960] | In block 5 we worship malaria |
| [03:31.080] | Lagerstrasse, poplar trees |
| [03:39.790] | Beauty lost, dignity gone |
| [03:43.540] | Rascher surveys us butcher bacteria |
| [03:47.810] | Welcome welcome |
| [03:51.710] | Soldier smiling |
| [03:55.610] | Soon infected, nails broken, hunger' s a word |
| [04:03.570] | 6 million screaming souls |
| [04:11.330] | Maybe misery, maybe nothing at all |
| [04:19.190] | Lives that wouldn' t have changed a thing |
| [04:27.300] | Never counted, never mattered, never be |
| [04:39.800] | Drink it away, every tear is false |
| [04:47.530] | Churchill no different |
| [04:51.040] | Wished the workers bled to a machine |
| [00:06.700] | " The court has come " |
| [00:12.740] | The court of the Nations |
| [00:15.480] | And into the courtroom will come the martyrs of Majdanek and Oswiecim |
| [00:27.540] | From the ditch of Kerch the dead will rise |
| [00:31.230] | They will arise from the graves |
| [00:33.190] | They will arise from flames |
| [00:35.640] | Bringing with them the acrid smoke and the deathly odour of scorched and martyred europe |
| [00:41.900] | And the children they too will come, stern and merciless |
| [00:46.420] | The butchers had no pity on them |
| [00:48.670] | Now tvictims will judge the butchers |
| [00:51.330] | Today the tear of the child is the judge |
| [00:54.870] | The grief of the mother is the prosecutor" |
| [01:44.090] | You were what you were |
| [01:51.990] | Clean cut and unbecoming |
| [01:59.960] | Recreation for the masses |
| [02:07.800] | You always mistook fists for flowers |
| [02:16.010] | Welcome welcome |
| [02:19.770] | Soldier smiling |
| [02:23.720] | Funeral march for agony' s last edge |
| [02:31.700] | 6 million screaming souls |
| [02:39.470] | Maybe misery, maybe nothing at all |
| [02:47.450] | Lives that wouldn' t have changed a thing |
| [02:55.340] | Never counted, never mattered, never be |
| [03:15.160] | Arbeit macht frei |
| [03:19.110] | Transport of invalids |
| [03:23.150] | Hartheim Castle breathes us in |
| [03:26.960] | In block 5 we worship malaria |
| [03:31.080] | Lagerstrasse, poplar trees |
| [03:39.790] | Beauty lost, dignity gone |
| [03:43.540] | Rascher surveys us butcher bacteria |
| [03:47.810] | Welcome welcome |
| [03:51.710] | Soldier smiling |
| [03:55.610] | Soon infected, nails broken, hunger' s a word |
| [04:03.570] | 6 million screaming souls |
| [04:11.330] | Maybe misery, maybe nothing at all |
| [04:19.190] | Lives that wouldn' t have changed a thing |
| [04:27.300] | Never counted, never mattered, never be |
| [04:39.800] | Drink it away, every tear is false |
| [04:47.530] | Churchill no different |
| [04:51.040] | Wished the workers bled to a machine |