The Black Hundreds letra

The wind blows hot dust into eyes, clogs nostrils with human soot
Hell smells just like this… of death and sulfur burning

The new wind silences the cries, under the crunch of bloodstained boots
Hell sounds just like this… of the deafening din of Dachau

The new wind snuffs humanity, smears hatred on the tips of tongues
Hell tastes just like this… of dried blood mixed with filth

Just like this… Just like this
Hell is just like this

Just like this… Just like this
Hell is just…
It's just like this…

World Burns To Death - Letras

• A Wormwood Star
• Apparatus
• Come And See
• Curse Them Forever
• Death Is Psychosomatic
• Fall On Your Sword
• Glorious Butcheries
• Holocaust Rehearsals
• In The Conquests Of Madmen
• In The Country Of The Blind... The One-Eyed Man Is King
• Night Without End
• No One Is Right, If No One Is Left
• Open Wound
• Silent Hunger
• The Black Hundreds
• The Dead Sing This Hymn
• The Red Locusts
• The Same Old Lies
• The Sucking Of The Missile-Cock
• They Want A War
• Whom The Gods Destroy... They First Make Ridiculous