| Crushed is the future of this feeble travesty | |
| Your wretched kind shall bother us no more | |
| A dead race to be, oh stinking bags of meat | |
| Nothing but a filthy virus soon to be cured | |
| Consumed by rage, I am fulled by the pain | |
| That shall bring all you fuckers to your knees | |
| The greatest of all sufferings | |
| That of which you shall receive | |
| Avert your eyes - denounce my name and leave me be | |
| The taste of bile - Your worthless presence truly sickens me | |
| I pray to the beast, A prayer for disease | |
| For the imminent doom of humanity | |
| Dreams of a world devoid of life | |
| A silent tomb for all eternity | |
| A fevered wish for cataclysms | |
| And the war to end all wars | |
| A desperate yearning for the day | |
| When the scum shall breathe no more | |
| (Chorus) | |
| The day you die is the day I smile | |
| Salvation lies in the nuclear fire | |
| The memory of you shall fade | |
| And the world shall be your grave | |
| Now bow your heads in shame | |
| The earth shall be reduced | |
| Into a grand necropolis | |
| The days of man are numbered | |
| Soon they shall cease to exist | |
| With a future now crushed, and all hopes turned into dust | |
| Mankind has been brought to their knees | |
| Behold a world devoid of life | |
| A silent tomb for all of humanity | |
| Avert your eyes - denounce my name and leave me be | |
| The taste of bile - Your worthless presence truly sickens me | |
| (Chorus) | |
| The day you die is the day I smile | |
| Salvation lies in the nuclear fire | |
| The memory of you shall fade | |
| And the world shall be your grave | |
| Your final resting place |