This World Hell

Everybody's keeping quiet

Why has it come to this?

They're using food as a weapon

Black blood, rage in the streets

This world hell. Die, long pig!

The iron hand of man is rising

And a concrete fist is calling

And an evil moon is rising

I am choking with disgust

This world hell. Die, long pig!

Draw them in with words of honey

No more pain of debts

Let us all return to nature

And we'll share out all the spoils

This world hell. Die, long pig!

And you'll never ever get to see heaven...