Stormy fire, no chance to run away

No regrets for sucking weakness



This is the creature of demolition and war

You've got the power and richness

Mutual mortifying



Suffer is their goal

Endless power, soulless streaming

Burning eyes, the old

Fist of sorrow, angel feeding



Burning eyes, are bleed on my

No responsibility



After all excremental life

No being is the best

Suffer dying; suffer pain

Go up and try to rest.



Creatures with much blasphemy

No one is geranial

Fire; ice my destiny

Blasphemy is my yearn



Mutual mortifying my soul is going on

Mutual mortifying the beast the soulless ghost



Torture bastards' feelings, not for damned pestilence

Torture bastards' feelings, not for damned pestilence



This is the creature of demolition and war

You've got the power and richness

Mutual mortifying