Cursed Born unto filth The line of bastard sons Bottom feeders A plague upon the earth Forsaking intellect and reason In the pursuit of their own exaltation Miserable scum, scourge of existence An infection of the masses Turning a blind eye to the world All while it decays At each other's throats As we fade away You will bring about your own destruction Splintering the foundation of all Man has accomplished Lost within their own minds Hopelessly Searching for what they can never find Forsaking intellect and reason In the pursuit of their own exaltation Miserable scum, scourge of existence An infection of the masses Eradicate this contamination We are an abomination Give us death Tear us from this rotting flesh Born to die Abject, hopeless Give us death Tear us from this rotting flesh Born to die Abject and hopeless Eradicate this contamination We are an abomination Forsaking intellect and reason In the pursuit of their own exaltation Miserable scum, scourge of existence An infection of the masses Bound to decay Doomed to fucking suffocate Doomed to decay and to suffocate Worthless, we never deserved this We are vile, we are verminous