Inbred Vermin

[Verse 1] Weak-minded inbred vermins Call for the pesticide Time will smoke out the rats Breed like swarms, getting weaker by the minute [Chorus] People rotted on mountains Running around with no clue [Verse 2] Freezing, they're ice-cold Killed by their own plague We will ride the winds of the thunder cold We deny your rights to live Vermins, filth, blood in streams running For the edge of extinction [Chorus] People rotted on mountains Running around with no clue Frigid, they're ice-cold [Outro] Weak-minded Inbred vermins