Enter a world of pain
Where sorrow now reigns
Where they rule with iron rod
Odd! Odd! Odd!

We're born in pain and live in sin
Choose your way and so your own decay
Fist up high for your rights!
encircled by disease - unslave!

Fight black looms over entity
Ill omen surrounding world's identity

Liberation of your soul cremation
Under social pressure
Wage a fight of measure
Martyrdomic terror
Fills your vains with error

Clouds with lust of dispair