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Abomination

Atrocious mud

Blasphemous terror

Squirting blood

Material obscurity

Creeps over the town

Pulsating plasma's everywhere

And the trace of wobbly death

Barbaric flood

Of unholy doom

Thousand shapes

But only one aim

Endless substance in the canalization

Digsusting plasma-investation

Now we realize the hopeless situation

This is the end of our civilization

A horde of ghouls will come over us

Stinking and malicious like a festered abscess

You can't imagine the pain you feel

When it is over you and corrode your flesh

[Repeat Verses 1-3]