Come out come forth you crippled, deaf, blind, diseased Crawl out from your holes upon us on is the hour of misery Let your cries ascend on high Let them ring out into the sky Forced semblance with these reflective repetitions Finding grievance in our lost gluttony These empty cries fulfill me Together they all amount to nothing Delve your self inflicting hatred deeper And when it ceases to grow Turn it upon others Let this be the way let it be the way to hate For we are all worthless and weak Together we all amount to nothing Hatred cultivation Growth is degeneration Mass annihilation is our only salvation