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Horrific genocide in the eyes of the world

Slay entire families, kneeling and begging for mercy

Follow the tribal customs of their forefathers,

A hate is forged in their own extinction

Children! Sons of a heinous suffering

Victims of the abomination, sons of hatred

They only see death and putrefaction,

Together with the smell of carrion

The pestilent smell emanates from the decay,

The river of blood absorbed by the earth

And infects the waters with their illnesses

Will be the legacy of a monstrous childhood

Hallucinations of hell, full of decay,

Deserts of desolation and death

Children! Sons of a tribal war

Victims of annihilation, sons of hatred

With the bloody machete on his back

And the machine gun in their young hands

Vengeance! Shall be the flag and creed,

Nameless graves shall fill in the earth