Trollheim's Grott - Electronic Genocide lyrics

Humans, my morbid choir sing your songs in d**h-like-silence Humans, my precious puppets fracture in your world is turning upwards In the glare of the moon In the galactic distortions The machinery of hell waits my command Electronic genocide Future fate of mankind Electronic genocide Humans, burn your gods replace them with electronic ones Humans, I collect your sins it is the power which runs in me My demons, nothing is holy Electronic genocide World full of hate shall taste its own wrath One with horns, and his wrath I feel it in me, in you My demons, nothing is holy Electronic genocide World full of hate shall taste its own wrath In the glare of the moon In the galactic distortions My hybrid demons waits my command Electronic genocide Future dream of mankind Electronic genocide Humans, rape the world let there be a better one Humans, believe in me I am a machine from pits of Hell Angel in demon, merciless, computerized I am, and will be Plastik messiah, synthetic saviour for the faceless ma**es