Din-Addict - The Inhuman Selection Game Lyrics

The war was outbreaked my machines
They had f*cking autocracy
Exploiting the ignorant people
With disguise of delivery
Selecting selected to live on
The average crowd was put to death
Nothing, but the rank mattered
The brain - the executioner
They killed them without respect
It is just a slight practise for them
Religion of fate
They won't submit to live
Religion of fate
Fanatic of slaughtering