מילים לשיר Dying Culture – Wumpscut

Dying culture
you'll need me soon
don't abuse me I'll tear up you bodies
Fighting for you Slow death I cause
taste the sweet smell of blood
and nightmares I bring no more money counts
Dying culture only a fear of senseless praying
Dying culture
your blood's on my hands was there an ending
Dying culture
what was on your mind
Your own breed collapsed suffered from cancer Taste the sweet smell of plague
Dying culture
it's the last time i squire the poison of truth
into your swelled body Dying culture your blood's on my hands
No one will stop me
the blossom of death so feel my cape covering mankind
Dying culture
your blood's on my hands
Fuck you dying culture Your blood's on my hands.