Garden Dealing with the dead The blaming days are over - too late Falling into the arms of hate Witness the execution of mind Feeding another killing
A life under God Blind, still walking Mental murder Deaf, still talking Crime divine Mind read, explored All reason dead Brainwashed, forlorn Experience
On my throne of sin I watch the demons feed Nails cut deep into my flesh And release my pulsing blood Serpents dance before my eyes And tempt the lust
No limit, no number too high To commit the sickest of crimes Homicidal enjoyment, a frenzied lust to kill Something they never understood, I crave blood
Unseen and deadly Phantom of the skies Tool of mass destruction Child of an insane mind Millions are dead Millions will die Rejoice this day As death
I feel the tunes of sorrow Filling my heart With tears in my eyes I watch my whole life fall apart Endless days of mourning I try to move on Grief is
my face Another fucking victim Left to die in a bloody haze Sick of living Unwilling to die Killing Just to stay alive Fool killing fool Conflict makes us tick Pig killing
In this mud of lies I crawl Emptiness is burning me Blind hatred Drives me to extremes Thorns of lies Pierce my mind The bitter truth Is all I find
, society Warscene overcrowded Loss of civil liberties Life spilled like blood Misanthropical atrocities Warmachine is discipline Furiously killing clean
[l: Kaerki, m: Cabeza/Estby/Kaerki] Unseen and deadly Phantom of the skies Tool of massdestuction Child of an insane mind Millions are dead Millions
번역: 팔다리를 절단하다. 대규모 살인 용량.
with the dead The blaming days are over Too late Falling into the arms of hate Witness the executiom of mind Feeding another killing kind In the casket
done Blood sweet blood I follow my needs Desecrate your carcass And watch as it bleeds Past killing A season turned in red Past killing The art of a
[l: Estby, m: Cabeza/Estby] A life under bod Blind - still walking Mental murder Deaf - still talking Crime divine Mindread, explored All reason dead
[l: Kaerki, m: Estby/Kaerki] No limit, no number too high To commit the sickest of crimes Homicidal enjoyment, Afrenzied lust to kill Something they
[l: Cabeza, m: Cabeza] On my throne of sin I watch the demons feed Nails cut deep into my flesh And release my pulsing blood Serpernts dance before
[l: Blomovist;m: Blomovist/Sennebaeck] I feel the tunes of sorrow Filling my heart With tears in my eyes I watch my whole life fall Apart Endless days
