Open the eyes and wake up now and hardly earn the rightful salary it's time to turn yourself into a full-time worker to look can be deceiving it's not an usual day With fire and brimstone your bodies and souls will be led away victims of the backdraft during the night you became martyrs The great company warrants only money but fucking odds for simple families the burning smell and the melted skin don't appear on their filthy contract at will it's not an usual day a night filled with death yeah, your loved ones are waiting invane your return home surprises are often not pleasant infamous odds! Yeah, bastard managers are guilty of an horrible carnage until the last day they will be haunted by spirits and smell of burning flesh with fire and brimstone your bodies and souls will be led away victims of the backdraft during the night you became martyrs