Sangtekst: Malevolent Creation. Ethnic Cleansing.

Ethnic cleansing of a race.
Taking life to save face.
Turning on a life.
Force to kill to survive.
Prisoner of war.
Sentenced to die to settle a score.
Spewing forth the lies.
Silence your scorn, silence your cries.
It never ends, never satisfied.
Contemplate the warning of your fate.
Simplify, conduct the genocide.
Take back your land, so you justify.
Rivers run red with blood.
Ethnic cleansing never done.
Scorched black bodies fill the streets.
Slaughter continues.
Crimes of war overlooked.
Continue cleansing by the book.
Escaping doom, trial of time.
Your ethnic cleansing.
No crime to course.
Set to attack, follow course.

Grip of death.
Held in the balance, race.
Strike first.
Accept no fear.
No remorse.
Of your attempt.
Challenge your God, challenge your beliefs.
Inner struggle succeeds.
Cleansing of your soul, cleansing of a race.
Persist termination.
Tools of war display their butchered work.
Wholesale killing, dominating race asserts.
Played by a friend who delivers your repose.
Ethnic cleansing maintains it's flow.
Entering a stage of no turning back.
Works of war paint the world black.
Disposing of an entire race.
To put your religion in it's proper place.