Agathocles – Forced Pollution

Produced poison

That`s in the air

We breathe

So it`s in our blood

Maggots`ll bite

Our guts to shreds

We are sure that

Death shall rise

Forced pollution

Punishment of mankind

Forced pollution

Until death do us part

One by one

Our bowels burst

And our body

Will be filled with pus

No-one can help

`Coz we are rotting

And that`s our fault

So enjoy the decay