(Originally recorded by Pungent Stench) Abomination Atrocious mud Blasphemous terror Squirting blood Material obscurity creeps over the town Pulsating plasma's everywhere and the trace of wobbly death Barbaric flood of unholy doom Thousand shapes but only one aim Endless substance in the canalization Digsusting plasma-investation Now we realize the hopeless situation This is the end of our civilization A horde of ghouls will come over us Stinking and malicious like a festered abscess You can't imagine the pain you feel When it is over you and corrode your flesh Abomination Atrocious mud Blasphemous terror Squirting blood