This is Hell on Earth Everything reduced to ash In the name of God For the good of the common man If the Devil deals in death, I will sell my soul To
the shallow grave you bury your life in Your suffering will be the end of mine Grind your teeth on this you fucking pig Punishment to fit the crime Ill
the needless greedy The rotting apple that we consume every day The decomposing flesh that serves as armor for the hungry We are ravenous Starving for
