Look the icy eyes of devils who gaze you - weak disease Parasite sucking lifeforce from gost that no longer feels strenght or pride nor will to stand against disease barely even instinct of sirvival of species
Awake the nature of beast assault enemies Take pleasure of duty of crushing vermin
The few that stood up and hailed almost malicious creed Philosophy of destroing to reborn from ashes and create Live and die in worship of the one force that promises little and guarantees none
When the battle is over men fulfilled their needs to glorify streanght by culling of species Cycle of deterioration begins from remaining seed Parasites always present like unwanted weedsTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
