Letra da Música Products Of Society de Incarcehated

Born into the cradle of death
Was where his violence has begun
His innocence was lost and gone
And a monster he became

Raised in these dirty streets
Seeing people killing people
He starts to spread
Your hate because for him
Only death is real

From disgrace
To the product of society

Inside of him the flames
Are burning higher and higher
Burning with all his hate
Rotten to the core

Society is lost, the bitter truth
Result of social inequality
Reaping what you sow
An announced tragedy

From disgrace
To the product of society

Out of control into his mind
Without a single reason why
Doesn't even matter how hard you try
There's no escape

Piling bodies for selfish pride
Feast of blood without disguise
Exterminating the human race
In the name of disgrace!

Spilling blood just for fun
Now you have nowhere to run
Grinning while you writhes
Watching as you die

Ripping off your tongue
Tearing out your eyes
Then cut off your head
This is how you die