Текст песни Sin Society

We're so eager to make this place like hell We're so genious to enslave this world so well The scourge of man and Babylon's whore There's no need for a scapegoat anymore We crave for oil, land money and might We go to war when a thought seems right We leave no chance to conquer and spread Maybe we forgot what we shouldn't forget So, God, where is your flood right now The great extermination show God is dead, we're the winners Incomprehensible lucky sinners