Mist Switch Off The Body Suckers
Nobody drinks gasoline
Don’t need to kill the future anymore
Stop the dredges now!
Stop it! Stop it!
Somebody is playing with fire
Living in purgatory
The ground used to give us what we needed
Switch off the body suckers now
Oxide isn’t necessary
Blind manhood and despair here
Oil flows in the veins
A screwdriver drills the soil
Sucking, sucking, killing sacred mother
Pieces of human skin serve a banquet of death!
Shredding
The flesh to keep
Gears working
Cut my soul into pieces
Progress of my race drives ourselves to chaos
My blood dances in front of my eyes
Dance of my blood!
Nobody needs it anymore
I’m afraid not to see my grandsons
Screws in my fists
Look at me! I’m not an angel!
Worms refused our flesh
Bodies of my parents feeding the progress
The offspring is the suckling and the sacrifice
Switch off the dredges
Switch off!
Stop the suckers!
