Evolution through violence, only the violent survive?  All those living in peace don't mean a thing in our history  Sooner or later they will pay  With their wives, with their lives  Is there no way out? Our aggression, the mother's gift  Hold them back in the distant cells  Two ways of coma, let them sleep 'till death  Or wake up the dirt for the last time  We wish our hands clean, a sterile procedure for removing the crime  Only possible in a perverse society  They don't fear the death, it's every day life  But still I kill them all!  Don't you see the connection?  Murder, both legal and illegal  This most aggressive genotype, reserved for the leaders of our world  The weak won't last for ever, it's the natural selection  When we reach the evolution's end, the beautiful and final state of life  The closest to our creator  The clean human race, highest of all possible  A pure act of violence, at last  The day of chaos, the day of our redemption  Killing our own children  And so closing the circle, let it begin once again