[Lyrics: P?r Johansson] The great breach of the free will The most feeble of deeds For what was violated, and was done A righteously cruel and sadistic punishment must come You are weak and you disgust me I dream of a world where all of your kind are dead No forgetting what you have done No forgiving, you are branded with a mark you won't get rid With rusted unsharp instruments she will cut you, slow With hundreds of nails and spikes she will hammer you to the wall With thorns and barbwire she will caress, and dress you With a plastic bag over your head she'll take your breath away You made yourself unworthy to walk among us Try to hide, we'll h(a)unt you down For the ultimate sin you will bleed And the world will hurray your departure You are made of sh** and piss I want to purify you in a pool of your own blood No forgetting what you have done No forgiving, you are branded with a mark you won't get rid With rusted unsharp instruments she will cut you, slow With hundreds of nails and spikes she will hammer you to the wall With thorns and barbwire she will caress, and dress you With a plastic bag over your head she'll take your breath away