The Mussulmans Wander Through the Infernal Whirling Fires Amongst Silent Shadows to Be Fed into the Thirsting Jaws of a Godless Death Machine to Cough Up Their Souls to the Nazi Moloch Who Sits Within a Ring of Smoking Infant Skulls Lyrics

by The Meads of Asphodel
Album: Sonderkommando 
Many Gods and many voices

Pest control, we have no choices

We will fight and we will die

Shot to pieces you and I,

Apathy upon our knees

Around your necks our hands will squeeze

So dim the spark of human mercy

We don’t die in vain this time.

 Sonderkommando 12 we fight

Sonderkommando 12 we die

Sonderkommando 12 we rise

Sonderkommando 12 we

Take us down you fucking scum

Today we die with heads held high

You may spit as we all crawl

But in the end you will all fall

We fight a beast so unforgiving

Making lives not worth living

But when we die and waste away

Let all who know stand up and say

Sonderkommando 12

Sonderkommando 12

Sonderkommando 12

Sonderkommando 12

Walking dead and helplessness, rabid dogs and rotting flesh

Nazi hate and gods as one, ignorance for everyone

Faith is blind and so are we, in the dark eternally

Never learning the shit we do, life is shit for me and you

Crawl in piss against the wall, die in shit die in filth

Suicide we embrace, now it’s time we must die

All together no surrender, fucking kill fucking die

It’s the end for you and I, let all who know stand up, and say…