Every man has the right to live The rights to die who will you give? Death doesn't come! Doesn't come for your life Poison or hung? Maybe the knife?
Your blood is dirty. Dirtier than sin Look in your eyes. What do you see? Pain and pleasure. And no mercy You rotten man. You must die
Fearful people. Their evil eyes When you not see the Sun in the skyes Rotting people are distress of World This damned flesh I will hack by my sword
The wind brings the smell of rotten meat Who will not join, he will be eaten I hear them moaning, what did we do? Rotten legion so close to you
I am ready to kill, ready to die Those who remained, ready to fight They have soft flesh, I have keen blade But my eternal hope will not shall fadeTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
