Anti-Human Propaganda

Dreadful weapons in your hands
Sounds of violence, thousand plagues
Crucifixion of a race
Howling fury, waves of flesh
We've unleashed new winds of death
Nameless flies on the walls of silence
No mercy, no pity for you
Harmony of murder and a spell on your grave.

We'll prevail this generation of useless idols and rotten rats
World of Worms! Your gods will die.

This morbid sunset holds the keys of my wrath
Seeds of hate, in the depth of the Earth
Replace the throne of the false prophet with mud
The plow of Justice will tear away the opposition
A nation built upon the blood of its sons
Its armies comes marching in, through ashes and decay.

Corridors full of bones
Ash and blood mark the walls of your Palace
Mountain of shame overhangs your crowns
Ephemeral kings of despair
Our scythe will overthrow your towers, and your neck will hang from our ropes
Panzer! Panzer! Cry for your vengeance
Fire! Fire! Scream for your victory.

We'll prevail this generation of useless idols and rotten rats
World of Worms! Your gods will die.

We'll prevail this generation of useless idols and rotten rats
World of Worms!