You infiltrate our world and bring infection and disease.
You can not see our face behind those dollar signs,
You have no regard for the hardcore scene.
We must seek out their end.
We must disrupt their profit games.
Because there's no love here for the insincere that degrade and rape for their selfish gain.
The resistance is building and it won't be long until your phony rendition of hardcore is gone.
Isn't it obvious that you do not belong amongst the tired and true that see what you do is wrong.
So don't look this way for support,
Because you find that...there's no love here! for the insincere!
We will reduce your autumns into ashes.
We will avenge your disrespect sevenfold,
And for all that sh** that you brew within your poisoned well,
We'll leave your worthless bodies out in the cold cause there's no love here.