Naglfar
And the World Shall Be Your Grave
Crushed is the future of this feeble travesty
Your wretched kind shall bother us no more
A dead race to be, oh stinking bags of meat
Nothing but a filthy virus soon to be cured

Consumed by rage, I am fulled by the pain
That shall bring all you fuckers to your knees
The greatest of all sufferings
That of which you shall receive

Avert your eyes - denounce my name and leave me be
The taste of bile - Your worthless presence truly sickens me

I pray to the beast, A prayer for disease
For the imminent doom of humanity
Dreams of a world devoid of life
A silent tomb for all eternity

A fevered wish for cataclysms
And the war to end all wars
A desperate yearning for the day
When the scum shall breathe no more

(Chorus)
The day you die is the day I smile
Salvation lies in the nuclear fire
The memory of you shall fade
And the world shall be your grave
Now bow your heads in shame