Orgy Of Flies

There was a time

when all countries were only one

for divine reasons, scientific laws

the human have different colours

yellow, white, read and black

these are the colours of fashion

the one who created us had cursed us

with the gift of life and death

war after war

we have learned nothing

hate is still alive

In the battle camps

In the wooden shack

In the streets of the cities

orgy of flies

Under your nose

orgy of flies

Over a billion corpses

Orgy of flies

War, hate, anguish and pain

these men, poor humans

So satisfied with others torment

we want the end of this world

never will give change to peace

the flies will forever continue

in their orgy over the corpses

Hate is still alive