1 Live catches you in the pit of distortion, When eyes that blind can see the soul, which dying Here's nothing new, emptiness will guide you Through the chambers Of Viper... 2 No pray can reach the God from here, No one can see another one... 3 The darkness catch your throat and rip your skin from bones, The cyanide will flow through veins, finishing your pain, Angels cry, angels burn from tainted touch of your impure, Nothing left and nothing new for you! 4 No light can touch you from here... 5 Look at me, my suffering friend - what do you see? Don't you recognize me, oh?... Something wild on the way and you will get it, by the way Because all this shit inside you... 6 In the gold we trust, our live is dust, We are marching in the dusk with the purpose, which is lost! In the shadow of death we grow, we are children of the sorrow, Swarm of worms with horns our pet, let it in and dye instead 7 Of us! Show me that you love me! You're not one of us! You should worship the Viper! 8 Live catches you in the pit of distortion, When eyes that blind can see the soul, which dying Here's nothing new!!!