Furious infame give you all reason,drive with hate in your heart
Go opening way and calling to attention,sprouting seeds to your passion
Searching for the reason,between yes and no.
Parasites and worms devour's you
The smell of your flesh in the stuffy coffin
Your soft skin in decomposition
Your brown eyes shaking the ground
Continuous despair of situation and if I feel your smell
I lost all reason
Legendary needs of your passion,the sketch ways already if no where go
The cadaver of an angel,that lost the notion
Doses of hate when I take your hand
Continuous despair of situation and if I feel your smell
I lost all reason
Legendary needs of your passion,the sketch ways already if no where go
In desert places,I arrive the solitude
In the empty without end I search the destruction
When the day to arrive we will see then
