Strychnine Hill
Mount the hill of poison
Approach the gates of Hell
Breathe in the reeking trail
Of rotting silenced voices
Submit and be herded like cattle
Degraded to slime
You are guilty of existence
The ultimate crime
For which you must die!

Laughter of enslavers
Sadistic starving carnivores
Raping your fragile hopes
No justice will be shown

Massive body mutilations
Anguish and torment
Superior torture to inspire
Your book of confessions

Begging for your passing
Broken and terrorized
A depleted source of knowledge
Soulless and dehumanized
Devoured by strychnine hill
Destined for the fields
The barren lands
The grave of the vermin masses
The killing fields
Piles of worthless refuse
Labyrinths of decaying flesh
Absorbing the lost generation

Systematized slaughter
Of your betraying kind
Sole purpose
Of this brute force state
Eradicate

Mount the hill of poison
Approach the gates of Hell
Breath in the reeking trail
Of rotting silenced voices