Bloodshed starts twisting and raging
Driven by dirt hidden inside
Fear turns to hatred the core depraved
Desperate people ready to join the lines.
Far from regret intolerant, enraged
Their bloody slogans fuel the hate
And all that's left is dead bodies for the flies.
Diseased machinery, blinded masses
Still upholding the cruel and insane
A vicious circle clouds their minds
And no one will ever stop their violent reign.