“O disbelievers, we have come to you with slaughter”

Time drags like a rusty razor blade across our wet flesh
Shining on the precipice, a twinkle in our dying eye

Into the breech
A canon shot, white hot

Fuck it all anyway
Crawl into your cozy body bag

It was hard to give a shit about you
Years spent trying to talk you out of racial suicide

Watching you in all your vileness
Parading your corpse through their celebration of insanity

So it's back into the breech
A canon shot, white hot

Back into this fucking madness
A day in the life in Sodom and Gomorrah

It's the acceptance of raging insanity, in monsters we trust
It's Semitic living hell, it's Weimar Republic or bust

And every day it somehow gets worse
Force-fed their poisons, we sleep in a rusty hearse

So it's back into the breech
A canon shot, white hot

An explosion is building in our guts
It's bleeding and bubbling out of 10,000 cuts

The Werewolves are howling outside your door
I'm annihilating you while God screams for more

I'm painting the capital in your diseased blood
While you cowardly piss and scream, beneath the greasy neon lights of Babylon

So it's back into the breech
A canon shot, white hot