IXXI - Sinrush | Текст песни

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Fall, die, crumble, bringeth hatred in blade to taste
Murder, rape, desecrate, lay everything to waste
Genocide, terracide, welcome to my abyss
Let me shell thy infant's cradle, bringeth now cataclysms

All to dust, no redemption, bound by cold chains..
And yet you cower at my darkness.

Chaotic panorama, a first sight of an awesome malicious
Rise
Hand in hand to suicide, or ignorance for the wise
Immortality's complexion? Vain mendacities of serfdom
To defeat the undefined, this position must be thine..

All to dust, no redemption, bound by cold chains..
And yet you cower at my darkness.

So deny, stalk, deflect and dissipate against all taste
The build and biology of your pillars of faith
Enslavement and squandering, greet your own legacy
Exotic futurama, condemned to sign the great demise

Sword in hand and from the sewer..

Some of disgust and fear.
Some of damn-hate thoughts o'will to power.

Fall, die, crumble, bringeth hatred in blade to taste
Murder, rape, desecrate, lay everything to waste
Genocide, terracide, welcome to my abyss
Let me shell thy infant's cradle, bringeth now cataclysms

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