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  • 作词 : Ljungstrom, Stromblad
    Mankind, the conqueror and
    KingSwings the flag of primal glory to the winds
    Titans of the power myth that failed
    Neanderthal hunger for the flesh of war so frail
    So weak, so hollow minded
    The primal flock responds
    The jester race submits
    For each day of war is a failure for man
    Enslaved into mordial genes
    Illusions bleed from their fetid cores
    Bent to their rotten extremes, oh
    We, the plague of terra firma nature's grand and last mistake
    Plant the poisoned seed and set the severed fruits awake
    Burning like frozen relics
    In God's archaic graveland
    So weak, so hollow minded
    The primate flock responds
    The jester race submits
    For each day of war is a failure for man
    Enslaved into mordial genes
    Illusions bleed from their fetid cores
    Bent to their rotten extremes
    Burn the visionaire
    Kill the ideologies
    Mankind must die, yeah
    The doves and the angels return to their graves
    With flames on their pestilent wings
    While mushroom clouds haunt their virgin white skies
    To rape their
    Utopian dreams
    For each day of war is a failure for man
    Enslaved into mordial genes
    Illusions bleed from their fetid cores
    Bent to their rotten extremes
    Living the last days of evolution's end
    From the nest of humanity
    The graveland vultures rend
  • 作词 : Ljungstrom, Stromblad
    Mankind, the conqueror and
    KingSwings the flag of primal glory to the winds
    Titans of the power myth that failed
    Neanderthal hunger for the flesh of war so frail
    So weak, so hollow minded
    The primal flock responds
    The jester race submits
    For each day of war is a failure for man
    Enslaved into mordial genes
    Illusions bleed from their fetid cores
    Bent to their rotten extremes, oh
    We, the plague of terra firma nature's grand and last mistake
    Plant the poisoned seed and set the severed fruits awake
    Burning like frozen relics
    In God's archaic graveland
    So weak, so hollow minded
    The primate flock responds
    The jester race submits
    For each day of war is a failure for man
    Enslaved into mordial genes
    Illusions bleed from their fetid cores
    Bent to their rotten extremes
    Burn the visionaire
    Kill the ideologies
    Mankind must die, yeah
    The doves and the angels return to their graves
    With flames on their pestilent wings
    While mushroom clouds haunt their virgin white skies
    To rape their
    Utopian dreams
    For each day of war is a failure for man
    Enslaved into mordial genes
    Illusions bleed from their fetid cores
    Bent to their rotten extremes
    Living the last days of evolution's end
    From the nest of humanity
    The graveland vultures rend