We do away with your kind
Countdown to exterminate the human race
0, 3, 2, 1
Let chaos entwine
On defenseless soil
Remove errors of man
And sweep all that weakening kind
I am war, I am pain
I am all you've ever slain
I am tears in your eyes
I am grief, I am lies
Bygone are tolerance
And presence of grace
Scavengers are set out
To cleanse the human filth parade

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