Soiled breed
dirty genes
inbred heirs of royalty
disease of greed
no boundaries
damn your spoiled seed

Sour blood
inherited
silver spoons on lying tongues
you knew we´d come
it has begun
now face what you have done

Your way invades
and mocks me
makes me what I am
will it take an autopsy
to prove you´re just a man

One man
one chance
fated from the start
to join our brutal dance
and taste our burned and bitter heart

Here´s where they fall
now it´s our chance
to show them all
our brutal dance