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