Songtext von Desecration of the Meek

Writhe in fear Plague is near Lies obscene Torment extreme Severed flesh Pointless quest Faltered life Endless blight Desecration of the meek Those who crawl from the mud Extermination for the weak No use to humanity or themselves Incapable of individual survival Natural selection soon begins Enslaved to this predatory being Nevermore will this life be freeing