A smell ? What is that smell ?
A void ? What is that void ?
Is it you ? Is this you my son ?
A dream ? An unfinished reality ?
A head ? To stop my heart ?
Is it me ? Did I do this ?
Is it you ? Is this you my son ?
A dream ? An unfinished reality ?
A head ? To stop my heart ?
Is it me ? Did I do this ?

I hear, I see, I remember, I smell !
The air is so putrid, my senses are tired
They can't have done this to you
Find our blade to remove their soul

Here is their sanctuary, the temple of their misdeed
The place where they put you out of pain after several tortures
It's your school my son, the brotherhood of the slaughter
Shall I never quiver, may your revenge be done !

So that you never become this !
I slay your putrefied soul with my blade
To finally find his soul
To finally find his soul
Hissings, screams, tears
Nothing can survive beyond me

Eviscerate, decapitate, slice, dismember,
Again and again until total silence
So that you never become this !
To purify your sins by blood
I slay your putrefied soul with my blade
To finally find his soul

Corpses muddle up in an ocean of blood
A sea of revenge to the quietness of chasm
For you my son, you don't feel at peace, wait for me !
I'm coming home on the path of forgiveness
Flawed revenge perfumed with my soul
I'm emptied of my humanity

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