(Composição: John Tardy) Kill all Fight death Lesions fighting love Fight them all in a living hell Slowly rot and you die You fight death as you slowly realize Kill them all Fight death and slowly read in the love Fight them all, join me, slowly we rot Slowly we rot Dead to all Fighting as you slowly read in your love Fighting the sword The sword is your plow Dead to all Fighting as you're slowly rotting in hell Fight them all, join me, slowly we dwell Slowly we dwell Decharge Kill all, thy tainted Withered soul I know Vile is pussing, living it out Slowly rotting and dying You might definetly feel The distorting of all, your life (The below is a real question mark) Kill all who find death is not To be slowly rotting out Furthermore join me Slowly we rot Slowly we rot This is also a question mark? Then the one who finds death Is not to be slowly rotting out Violently distorting As his soul is leaking blood Then the one will find the truth Of slowly rotting out Futhermore join me Slowly we dwell Slowly we dwell To die
