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