Mercenary batalions 
Are poised to strike us down 
Terminations conquest 
Upon us now full grown 

Save me, my heart's open wide 
Help me, no question of pride 
Save me, my people have died 
Total genocide 

Devastation hungers 
She waits to leap to earth 
Imminent liquidation 
Before the grand rebirth 

Save me, my heart's open wide 
Help me, no question of pride 
Save me, my people have died 
Total genocide 

Sin after sin I have endured 
Yet the wounds I bear are the wounds of love 

Frantic mindless zombies 
Grab at fleeting time 
Lost in cold perplexion 
Waiting for the sign 

Generations tremble 
Clinging face to face 
Helpless situation 
To end the perfect race 

Flashing senseless sabers 
Cut us to the ground 
Eager for the life blood 
Of all who can be found 

Save me, my heart's open wide 
Help me, no question of pride 
Save me, my people have died 
Total genocide 

Slice to the left, slice to the right 
None to retaliate, none will fight 
Chopping at the hearts, snuffing out the lives 
This race departs, no one will survive 
Heads to the feet, feet to the air 
Souls in the soil, heavy in despair 
End of all ends, body into dust 
To greet death friends, extinction is a must