Mercenary batalions
Are poised to strike us down
Terminations conquest

Upon us now full grown

Save me, my heart's open wide

Help me, no question of pride
Save me, my people have died
Total genocide


Devastation hungers
She waits to leap to earth

Imminent liquidation
Before the grand rebirth


Save me, my heart's open wide
Help me, no question of pride
Save me, my people have died

Total genocide

Sin after sin I have endured

Yet the wounds I bear are the wounds of love

Frantic mindless zombies

Grab at fleeting time
Lost in cold perplexion
Waiting for the sign


Generations tremble
Clinging face to face

Helpless situation
To end the perfect race


Flashing senseless sabers
Cut us to the ground
Eager for the life blood

Of all who can be found

Save me, my heart's open wide

Help me, no question of pride
Save me, my people have died
Total genocide


Slice to the left, slice to the right
None to retaliate, none will fight

Chopping at the hearts, snuffing out the lives
This race departs, no one will survive
Heads to the feet, feet to the air

Souls in the soil, heavy in despair
End of all ends, body into dust
To greet death friends, extinction is a must