Lyrics: Jaakko

Feel the smell of decay, they´re coming your way
The wretched masses of nuclear decay

They have lost their individuality
Stolen by the firmest hands of society
They roam the world with blood-red eyes
They reach out for your neck in the night

Rise - from the graves
Rise - from the ruins
Emerge from the ashes of toxicated society
Infest the Earth with your undead league
Make them feel the mutation of a modern kind
A new race is born

There´s something blowing in the wind The twisted wind of change
Target the masses And terminate their existence
Core meltdown, mutation, God´s creations malformed
Mushroom cloud, devastation, people laid to dust

They have lost their individuality
Stolen by the firmest hands of society
They roam the world with blood-red eyes
They reach out for your neck in the night

Rise - from the graves
Rise - from the ruins
Emerge from the ashes of toxicated society
Infest the Earth with your undead league
Make them feel the mutation of a modern kind
A new race is born