No vision of the past Only the futur like horizon No remorse for Old Act The crime is a new passion Century of decline, Black blood in my mind Century of decline My blood in your eyes In first the competivty and in the last de nativity Now we are going to kill baby It's better, we save money.. you are bleeding, you're suffering, you cry, to try to build your life... Your screams, your blood, your lie your die.. you are, you were, you could be.... Century of decline, Black blood in my mind Century of decline My blood in your eyes you don't want be sacrified but when you try to escape the time, when you are lost in my mind, in silence and violence you die Now, no importance the death is near You can cry, lie, there is nobody to hear Come my son, Come in my world Come my son, Come in my horde Century of decline, Black blood in my mind Century of decline My blood in your eyes