Kill the Weak 歌词

Praise of Strength! Weak minds shall perish! Survival of the fittest Chosen ones with enlightment of Lucifer Strong is praise of self not bowing for deities All you lower cunts beneath me! Fuck off and die, decay away Losers of life Whining weaklings Take that knife Trip to eternity, oblivion And avoid of being crushed By the elite of Satan I recommend eutanausia As a bullet in the neck For all those weak not smart enough to kill themselves