Letras de Canciones de Abramelin
The Germ Factory

Uniformed psychotics, the perfect military cover
Acts of malicious murder, supposed laboratory
tests

War pawn wheeled on a trolley of steel, primitive
future seen through crucified eyes Screams of
agony, peeling torture as the six-year-old faces
his autopsy End it now! Released days later to her
relief. Frost-bitten hands meet a hot water trough
Hastier than mental comprehension, her loose
ice-rotten hands are violently torn off

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(Chorus) Human guinea pigs are subjected to rooms
of mutated bacterial plagues Diseased and
disfigured beyond recognition, dumped into filthy
putrefied graves

Beaten mutilated pulps of crimson meat lay in
decaying puddles on the floor All for logical
scientific progression or unthinkable atrocities
of a senseless war? The dawning of a new day,
another plague is born. An airborne septic death
machine to leave enemies ravaged and torn Internal
organs dissolve to mush, blood coughed up in
thickened clots Tumors spreading through the body,
your system slowly shuts down...then rots (repeat
chorus)