Seventh Son of a Seventh Son - Infernal Torment



At first I felt confused

because of the ravings of this sick world

Now all I feel is total hatred



You faint but you still vomit blood

A sound like a sheet that has been ripped



At first I felt confused

because of the ravings of this sick world

Now all I feel is total hatred



Send the message clear

Die you queers

Reason to fear

The end is near



You faint but you still vomit blood

A sound like a sheet that has been ripped



It's your intestines

That burst like a balloon

Blood sprays from your rectum

The blood is filled with shit



It's so beautiful

A perfect form of life

Built with just one aim

Destruction of mankind



Profound frustration towards the pathetic human race



Send the message clear

Die you queers

Reason to fear

The end is near



The world has brought it on itself

Its own destruction

The deathly virus will poison the air

End of civilization



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