Текст песни: Kreator. Coma Of Souls. Agents Of Brutality (5:17).

Minutely planned professional crime
Assassination at night
Cold-blooded killers on a midnight hunt
For a girl who cannot fight

Kidnapped, tortured, skinned alive
Victim of wanton abuse
Without protection a life is lost
Condemned for speaking the truth

Manic, panic, will you suffer endlessly
From agents of brutality?
Speak the truth, pay the price
The unjust reign, the innocent cry

Abomination in the dead of night
Polished metal gleams
Deadly weapons in the hands of beasts
Another martyr screams

A victim cringes, staggers falls
And struggles to live on
But soon enough their mission done
The spark of life is gone

Manic, panic, will you suffer endlessly
From agents of brutality?
Torment, murder, you will die a thousand times
Before they finally let you die

Speak the truth, pay the price
The unjust reign, the innocent cry

Manic, panic, will you suffer endlessly
From agents of brutality?
Torment, murder, you will die a thousand times
Before they finally let you die