Out Comes The Batz

	作曲 : Gaarde, Martinez, Russel
	The nauseating smell of waste
	Contaminated by the blood
	Dripping for the knife
	Of a hatchet man
	A self-destructive (cruel) act
	In the name of a god
	That is used to justify a
	Holy battle plan
	It's going down now
	No hope for pow wow
	You can't expel the devil from his dwell
	There ain't no sanctuary safe enough
	No shelter built strong and tough
	To protect against this earthly hell
	Out comes the batz
	They're leaving their cave
	Soon they'll be outta sight
	Out comes the ratz
	They are leaving the ship
	Swimming off into the night
	Out comes the vultures
	Fleeing human discommend
	In this mayhem of dismay
	There'll be no tomorrow
	This is the end
	And tomorrow, no today
	A game of sick monopoly
	Polluted by the appetite
	For cash and to control
	A flock of sheep
	An atrocious quest for peace
	A certain route to genesis
	It's hard to comprehend
	The power of such a creep
	So it went with a blast
	No future no more past

	zuò qǔ : Gaarde, Martinez, Russel
	The nauseating smell of waste
	Contaminated by the blood
	Dripping for the knife
	Of a hatchet man
	A selfdestructive cruel act
	In the name of a god
	That is used to justify a
	Holy battle plan
	It' s going down now
	No hope for pow wow
	You can' t expel the devil from his dwell
	There ain' t no sanctuary safe enough
	No shelter built strong and tough
	To protect against this earthly hell
	Out comes the batz
	They' re leaving their cave
	Soon they' ll be outta sight
	Out comes the ratz
	They are leaving the ship
	Swimming off into the night
	Out comes the vultures
	Fleeing human discommend
	In this mayhem of dismay
	There' ll be no tomorrow
	This is the end
	And tomorrow, no today
	A game of sick monopoly
	Polluted by the appetite
	For cash and to control
	A flock of sheep
	An atrocious quest for peace
	A certain route to genesis
	It' s hard to comprehend
	The power of such a creep
	So it went with a blast
	No future no more past