Testo The Foul Taste Of Humanity

We must get rid of all the wasted piece of flesh
We must return to our own true Nature
We must reveal the Wrath within us
(We must show this world that worths nothing)

We must rejoice our will to extinct
The miasmatic plague of the planet
That's used to be called humans (We must admit our misanthropik thoughts)

For I, the misanthropist, the nihilist, the rebel
An explicit mind yet so lonely
A disgust for many, a saviour for the less
Having a purpose to clean all that filth

Swallowed I am in a swarm of unclean humans
The restless, the weak annoyed by the sufferance of betrayal
Damned all happiness, pity their souls will burn eternally
Under the burning skies, disgrace all holiness

All return to nothing and nothing remains in the void
I converge myself in blasphemy
The ultimate of all sins
Is the one you haven't thought yet
The stupidity of man will carry on
But I won't be there to see you smashed...