4 acessos
Mortal remains of all men, crimson disorder, vultures peacefulness
Crimsom disorder that see my brain
Further than all the rest, unadorned
Here lies the throne of god and his hopes
And still this war, this war, death, death
Forgotten live and forgotten pride
You're the one to spread the total death
Life's blood turn out to war
Follow not the false howlers of Satan
The cowards fall into the pool of Satan
And vs war, kill death, total
Burning the holy burning the good - glory to Satan
You are the one that shall uproar - christian's lie
You are the on that has a right to war - glory to Satan
We'll make this war, this age to come - world for Satan, eternal
Kill our brothers for a higher humanity
Live death for a higher spirit
You are the one that must kill on
Still now my faith is growing, come, come
Kill death !
Total !
Woe brutal !
War total !