Black Murder - My Satanic Hatred | Текст песни

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Dispatched among those stinking human pigs
In order to make them suffer
And to spread Evil
As life this is my destiny...

Those worms make me cry
They are so feeble, so contemptible
They \"are\" nothing else than emptyness
Some shameful parasites...
\"God\" should not better have created
Similar \"beings\" from his image...

You, living god-worms,
Do you believe being able to make
We respect the laws you have founded
Still longer?
You have blindiy felt that you could
Rise above our Dark Mother Nature's Chaos...

Our law is that of the Strongest
Let me you who are the greatest Killers
The Sons of the Great Satan!
Worms, I only owe you my Hatred!!!

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