Lyrics:

This world of factories, known as the minions, tell us lies, cheat, and creep in their own minds
You.................lies.................why.................death
The intimate, a thousand tons of chemical garbage, burn ten miles out of the coast, they send there out, ships to remain not to entertain
All kind of chemical dir parts, were thrown into the atmosphere
With a wind indication of eight beaufort, pointing north/north east. Belgium, Germany and France getting, eighty to ninety percentage of the drop out
Burn, feel the heat
Burn, feel the heat
Burn, feel the heat