We Kill Our Kind - Convulse

Smoke rises from the pipes

When the death train slowly arrives

Ashes darkening the sky

At this endpoint death is specified…

Predetermined

Spotlights — wiping the desperate lines

Underdogs — died before the morbid selection

Right side — you’ll be enslaved until you die

Left side — you will be… exterminated

Who are the lucky ones?

Those who are already dead

They can’t hear the silent screams in the night

How about the ones who survived?

With a blink of hope in their eyes

Their ties of blood are torn apart

More we forget… the more we kill our kind

End of war — comes closer day by day

Third Reich — empire of evil falls apart

Gunshot — into the head, can’t kill 'em all

Deathmarch — starving death, hide the truth