In the circle of living and dying  The single person is nothing  So small, worthless and unimportant  A gift for death    Offer it evil  It must always be present  For that is your key pure hate  Pain and death is the end    You have to manipulate humanity  Everywhere you can  Blind and fool them  Until a disaster is complete    Spot the weak   Decide him in his suffering  Stab in his wounds  To the end of his existence    What is possible to your time  Do it and even more  Be unfair and intolerant  Poison every peaceful atmosphere    One day it will be impossible  To control these negative thoughts  Every day this rage fills you again  This anger of your sick ideology    You will accomplish  What you have always dreamt  And with your deed the circle  Of living and dying is closed