- cifra
We'll do away with your kind
Countdown to exterminate the human race
4, 3, 2, 1
Let chaos entwine
On defenceless soil
Remove errors of man
And sweep all the weakening kind
I am war, I am pain
I am all you've ever slain
I am tears in your eyes
I am grief, I am lies
Bygone are tolerance
And presence of grace
Scavengers are sent out
To cleanse the human filth parades
I am pure, I am true
I am all over you
I am laugh, I am smile
I am the earth defiled
I am the cosmic storms
I am the tiny worms
I am fear in the night
I am bringer of light
Earth successfully erased
