A seed will always be left
And before I plant it I cannot rest
You're not one among the ugly chosen one
Chosen by their God, Soon they'll be gone

Darwin, We are the best, the is the garbage
Our blood cannot be mixed up with this dirty linage
Genetically incapable, incapable to live
A threat to health, so give them zyklon B

Loook at this white, Bright fields
The weak ones have falen, impure
Our aryan superiority will blossom
And we'll sweep up from our world all this aberration
In honor of our God we're allowed to kill
And crucifix fifty million in auswiwitz on top os a hill

They are just disguting, praying rats
Catch them, organize them, give them gás
Our people is empire, earth is race
And what are they but impure disgrace?
A people with no land trying to make us sick
Catch them and make them our soldiers' boots lick

Who said his beautyful was the beautiful one?
A modern factory producing a better place
In this death assembly line, the trash we don't face
For them there's no equality. Brtherhood or freedom
They are just a deformity of what was well done

In honour of our God we're allowed to kill
And crucifix fifty million is auschiwitz on top of a hill
Catch them, organize them, given the gás
Behind their efficientkilling machine
One man had power, "Good words" , and a dream
He dreamed of a world, one perfect for him
With no different song, and no one to sing
Who said his beauty was the beautiful one?