| Magno Interitus, the great decay comes for all of us |
| No one gets out, our lifes are cloaked in the darkest shroud |
| The great decay is on its way |
| Through the concrete cracks it creeps, through every hole it seeps |
| True evil never sleeps, in the hearts of apathy it lives |
| Closed eyes, closed minds fall in line |
| Ignore the signs, we’re out of time |
| Death rite |
| Already lost the fight, existence is a death rite |
| It’s a death rite |
| Magno Interitus, the great decay comes for all of us |
| No one gets out, our lifes are cloaked in the darkest shroud |
| We’ve sown the seeds of destruction |
| Now watch them sprout in violent eruptions |
| So close to our doom |
| Flowers of death in full bloom |
| Self-inflicted suffering |
| Self-inflicted suffering |
| All that lies ahead is misery |
| Man-made misery |
| Like maggots on a rotting corpse it feasts upon this doomed earth |
| But we’re too blinded by the false light, to see we stand before the eternal |
| night |
| Magno Interitus, the great decay comes for all of us |
| No one gets out, our lifes are cloaked in the darkest shroud |
| We’ve sown the seeds of destruction |
| Now watch them sprout in violent eruptions |
| So close to our doom |
| Flowers of death in full bloom |