In the midnight hour Stalking around the convent In the dead of the night Waiting for the perfect moment I feel a brittle breeze From an unclosed window
Rise, atomic wings of punishment Detonate the blessings to debris and dust Raise the nuclear sword of Damocles Strike of eternal suffering My time will
Polttava kuume Paholaisen melulla itseni riivaan Sooninen huume Suoraan suoneen kuin piriviivaa Niitteja, nahkaa, rasvaa ja saastaa Mieleton aanivalli
Yesterday's gig didn't go well Two died, the rest went through hell Braindead bangers broke their own bones But still they trashed all night long Their
Beheading the last of the weaklings Crushing their hopes to the ground Saving no one, killing them all Beaten, burned and drowned The hordes in the
