Putrid, grotesque, mindless, Disgusting piles of shivering flesh. Filthy mucus, drips from their eyes, A pitiful waste of human life. Kill, purify Grind, we are nothing born to die. Decaying monstrous slabs of skin, Sent to boil in steaming flesh. Paralyzed in human fear, Select and purify. (Solo: Didkovsky) (Solo: Jacobellis) Purify