Lyrics:

To execute
You made no compromise
And men aren't pigs, slaughtered
Infected with a plague
Or rendered with a scalpel by you
You make the claim it was just a job
And killing's nothing more than sawing logs
Wash your hands, but blood leaves stains

You don't deny
You say you've a creative side
The passion born to an inquisitive mind
Entered men alive
And destroyed them from inside
It's true
Extracted organs slowly, one by one
Your only goal: to see the damage done

It's you: you slid the razor
You, the anti-savior
You, the crucifier
Babies bathed in fire

No light shines
From dead eyes
It's odd how they match your own
No justice
For the murdered
Shoveled lives like lumps of coal
Your victims
Fed the furnace
In the blackened pit that was your soul
Now soulless and dead-eyed


At the core
You gained a thrill
From the sickening stench
The smell of terror as they
Marched to their death
Carry out your orders like a patriotic soldier
And maim, rape, and decapitate
My only wish is that you'd face their fate

It's you: you led the slaughter
Mother, son, and daughter
You, you drove the masses
Bodies scorched to ashes

No light shines
From dead eyes
It's odd how they match your own
No justice
For the murdered
Shoveled lives like lumps of coal
Your victims
Fed the furnace
In the blackened pit that was your soul
Soulless and dead-eyed

No light shines
From dead eyes
It's odd how they match your own
Soulless and dead-eyed