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Spectrums of dead walking over the streets,

posing like saints praying love and lost peace,

lucifer sons attending this world,

People of god crying blood in the church.

Society lights but they don’t have a dime,

they should care about what happens in the house.

Sinners with sinner fighting for life,

during their children born in sin.

Insane gain rage if you talking with them,

Living of greed full of the pride of shit.

Colds like steel, wrapping themselves,

Hell is awaiting for this kind of flesh.

Trash of mankind kidding with everyone,

killing by power but trusting in Christ

Weapons of hate, toxic rust,

Enjoying the blame, born in lust.

Dying inside

Rotting in wrath

Pretending goodness

Consuming lies.

Solo

Born in lust turn to dust

Born in sin Come on in

Wastes of our population

Vultures of all misery

Attacking the mass of this nation

Losing the minority

Born in lust turn to dust

Born in sin come on in