The spirit of death fill up our land Pain and mour ascend from the hell, like the evil blood which spills on the earth It annexes wicked soul and darkness occupies your mind!
Stompale appears in the sky, the silent land will be destroyed The wicked heart, a piece of shit will fall into hell, let us lie down and feel the death!
Rotter's body and decayed corpse Your frozen separated to fall inspire with disaster I will burn down all the pretense with raging flames I will burn down all the pretense with raging flames It will become popular, edition! Thunder bane and will drain our world until with the coming disaster - inspired!
To swallow! To exterminate! Greedy! Venal! Who is the murderer?
I can't see the stars Through the nocturnal sight why the sight becomes death but brightness! And I remind that you had been doing that why? Raging! Dreadful! Retribution!
To swallow! To exterminate! Greedy! Venal! Who is the murderer?
Rotter's body and decayed corpse Your frozen separated to fall inspire with disaster I will burn down all the pretense with raging flames I will burn down all the pretense with raging flames It will become popular, edition! Thunder bane and will drain our world until with the coming disaster - inspired!