See them despise all their vacant graves
A crusade of the sickest
To preserve the weakest
Already dead in so many ways
A spit in the face of the human race
Embalmed yet they should burn
Now it´s our turn
To end the survival too frail
Life´s no longer a virtue
Give it your farewell blessing
Stop feeding the rot inside you
A denial so sickening
Forever devoid of purpose
How come you´re not giving in
A futile heartbeat – the first deadly sin
Abandon all hope
Soil becomes all the weak
It´s time to seal your fate
When in a casket, one feels stronger
You´ll carry no longer
A burden of the heaviest weight
See them despise all their vacant graves
A crusade of the sickest
To preserve the weakest
Already dead in so many ways
A spit in the face of the human race
Embalmed yet they should burn
Now it´s their turn
To vanish without a trace