Of blood and skin they are made
In blood they will die
Haunted and skinned merciless
None left to survive
Die!
Misanthropy's here to stay
Human lives just cast away
Final end of the human race
Extermination without any grace
Cities fall in ruin
Cries fill the air
Dying sets in
Rest in despair
A strange odour is in the air
Blowing winds from everywhere
Smell of suffer and of grief
It's human decay what they breathe
And when the prophecies come true
The once blue sky turns into red
When the scenario begins
Immediately millions dead
Loads of worthless human beings
Drowned in their own blood
Now millions of them are perished
And their corpses left to rot
Of blood and skin they are made
In blood they will die
Haunted and skinned merciless
None left to survive
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