Dark hours descending on Moscow
Unified extremists fight with brutality
Blood-bonded to strike a political blow
Raid a theatre against opportunity
Over eight-hundred victims to be
Vulnerable from hunger and stress
Kidnappers strive to foresee 
Anticipating not the fatal gas

...Fentanyl	hard as life...

Zealous to restore normal insanity
Already plotting the prejudiced strike
Keen to act on failing diplomacy
Harvasting on uncontrolled dislike
Artificially synthesised substances
Regarded as harmless by the medics
Offset for feeble excuses
Vacuously concucted lethal mix

...Fentanyl	hard as life...

Fifty-eight hours end in terror
Special forces act on instruction
Below the vents hostages suffer
Deadly fumes unleash asphyxation

Fentanyl induced respiratory arrest
Ending the lives of one-hundred-seventeen
Nauseous vomiting giving no rest
Tuber Omentale failing unforeseen
Atrium spasming irregularly
Nephritis like condition
Yielding pain and misery
Last thoughts in suffocation

...Fentanyl	hard as life...

Three-hundred feet of water
A minor leak leads to major slaughter
A tiny spark sets the fuel ablaze
The crew exposed to nuclear rays

Left to face ones ultimate scare
Running out of precious air
Dying in a tin can without honor
Cold darkness taking no prisoner

Twisted steel visits oceans floor
The clock stops ticking forevermore
Ordering the core stopped at all cost
Or start another nuclear holocaust
As the reactor is put to halt
The water makes another assault
No power, no more air
No hope, the end is there

Three-hundred feet of water
A minor leak leads to major slaughter
Airless death has taken their souls
Left to haunt earths deepest holes

Cleaning up society
For ethnic purity
Denouncing sympathy
Embracing nationality

Ethnic cleansing, sectarian slaughter
Tribe killing Tribe, just to survive
Ethnic cleansing, sectarian slaughter
A quest for might, ’till no one’s alive

Forming a new reality
Shaped thru brutality
Reproducing history
Creating a unity	

Ethnic cleansing, sectarian slaughter
Tribe killing Tribe, just to survive
Ethnic cleansing, sectarian slaughter
A quest for might, ’till no one’s alive

Facing reality
Denouncing neutrality
End of morality
All hail insanity

Ethnic cleansing, sectarian slaughter
Tribe killing Tribe, just to survive
Ethnic cleansing, sectarian slaughter
A quest for might, ’till no one’s alive

Bhopal, Madhya Pradesh
40 tons of M.I.C. gas
Dense clouds of pesticide
Mass culpable homicide
Safety systems obsolete
Rude awakening to western greed
Life is cheap, expendable
Holocaust of the dependable

Half a million, gas-exposed
Wide awake to the overdose
Darkest night, took their breath
Eight-thousand died a toxic death
The toll is rising, evermore
Twenty-thousand since eighty-four
Merchants of death, trying to hide
The blood on their hands from this genocide

Those who survived – sent off with a fee
Back to a "life" of misery
Lungs full of fluid, residual eye disease
Never knowing when life will cease…

Sent to fight for his fatherland
An unknown War in an unknown Land
To serve and protect the free
Justify the Killing Spree

Fought  – At Point Blank Range
Killed  – At Point Blank Range
Shot    – At Point Blank Range
Died    – At Point Blank Range

Hated by local Population
Downward spiral of (deep) Frustration
Keepers of Peace; bringers of War
No more talk; settle the score 

Fought  – At Point Blank Range
Killed  – At Point Blank Range
Shot    – At Point Blank Range
Died    – At Point Blank Range

A catch, a sniper’s bull’s eye
Crippled, numb, waiting to die
Victim of Indoctrination
Expendable Child of the Nation

Fought  – At Point Blank Range
Killed  – At Point Blank Range
Shot    – At Point Blank Range
Died    – At Point Blank Range

Repeat Chorus

Die, die, die, die,
Die, die, die, die, G, I !!!!

The Lenin Power Plant
April twenty-six
Reactor 4 went out of control

Diminished coolant water
Power output increased
Chain reaction, string of explosions

The heavy steel lid
Blown sky high
Radiation set free to roam

The people of Ukraine
Kept in the dark
Nuclear fall-out, the horror to come

Extreme contamination
Mass evacuation
Radiation sickness, spreading fast

Thousands fell prey
Thyroid cancer,
Deformed offspring, fucked-up genes

For generations to come
A waisted soil
Poisoned water, useless crops

The book of revelations
Chapter eight
Cruel coincidence or fucking fate???

Frantic victims gasping for breath
Inhaling the sure and painful death
Gas attack behind enemy lines
Panting, drooling, blurring eyes

Thousands fall in this psychic game
Defecating abdominal pain
Convulsing and paralyzed with fear
As death descends - the end is near

Clouds of death - invisibly
Black wind kills horribly
Fighting a foe you cannot see
Unforetold the cruel end to be
No water, no food supplies
Everyone affected, everyone dies
Paralyctic nervous wrecks
None to survive these gas attacks

The air that brings you to your knees
Failing lungs, disabled arteries
Gaseous death travels thru the air
Thousands choke in this f**kin’ nightmare

Defecation, suffocation
Asphyxation, defasciculation
Generals praising the flawless warfare
Toxic slaughter, the ultimate scare

Nearly gangrenous, foot amputated
Bleeding, lost, alone and disfigured
Morphined anesthesia, delirious dreams
Waking, eating, gagging

Hungry, lost, alone and decided
Tibia and fibula join phalanges
Flesh to feed, not starvated
Euphoria disappearing fast

Hungry, lost, alone and incapacitated
Physician heal thyself reversed

Hungry, lost, alone and tormented
A little more, stopping stomach spasms
Overdosed, blurry, nearly ended
Peronæus longus not lasting long

Hungry, lost, alone and legless
Waking world shimmering
Surgical error, joke’s on me
Bleeding, lost, alone and failing

Ending, ending, end

Monday morning nineteen ninety five
In the rush hour on the subway
Packed with people off to work
Unsuspecting the horror floating their way
No signs to tell them the dreadful fate
Innocent packages on the floor
Slowly releasing the invisible gas
As devastating as total war

Sarin, colorless
Sarin, odorless
Sarin, volatile
Sarin, time to die

Starting to cough and drool
People breaking into sweat
Thousands of souls trapped in a train
Many unconscious or left for dead
Cardiopulmonary arrest
Fatal change in respiration
Medical teams are on alert
Tokyo left in devastation

Sarin, colorless
Sarin, odorless
Sarin, volatile
Sarin, time to die

Fucking slaughter starts at home
No escape from pending doom
Killing spree will make you groan
Rush you to your tomb
Stabbing, hacking, no remorse
Guts spraying the floor
Ending your life’s course
Family you will see no more

Agonizing pain just a start
Perforated like swiss cheese
From your insides you will part
As your eyes start to freeze
Give your head the final screw
When your skin starts to peel
Trembling in a pool of goo
Flickering shades of steel

Kitchen knife crusade,
blood will spray and heads will roll
Kitchen knife crusade,
say your prairs and pay the toll
(repeat)