Mercenary batalions   Are poised to strike us down   Terminations conquest   Upon us now full grown      Save me, my heart's open wide   Help me, no question of pride   Save me, my people have died   Total genocide      Devastation hungers   She waits to leap to earth   Imminent liquidation   Before the grand rebirth      Save me, my heart's open wide   Help me, no question of pride   Save me, my people have died   Total genocide      Sin after sin I have endured   Yet the wounds I bear are the wounds of love      Frantic mindless zombies   Grab at fleeting time   Lost in cold perplexion   Waiting for the sign      Generations tremble   Clinging face to face   Helpless situation   To end the perfect race      Flashing senseless sabers   Cut us to the ground   Eager for the life blood   Of all who can be found      Save me, my heart's open wide   Help me, no question of pride   Save me, my people have died   Total genocide      Slice to the left, slice to the right   None to retaliate, none will fight   Chopping at the hearts, snuffing out the lives   This race departs, no one will survive   Heads to the feet, feet to the air   Souls in the soil, heavy in despair   End of all ends, body into dust   To greet death friends, extinction is a must