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Participating in my city's life is the point of my enrichment
Every day you make, seal my devotion morestrongly
Taking the tools of reconstruction is binding me to my fellows
Everything I do signs further my worship for you Adam
I wake up every morning claiming our salvation
The one you handed down to us
I kneel down every night to celebrate your coming
The one which has freed us

Blood is flooding my vision
The crash of metal suffocates my hearing
I'm loosing myself

I feel like a dead man
All this biomechanics bypasses my brain

The cement of our survival

Genre: Technical Death Metal

Redemption always comes from the sky !

There's no escape. They deserve to perish
Pain and torture will open the gates of mass delirium
Strike all the cowards to the ground, their cursed souls shall never rest
Let my wrath spread upon the infidels so eager to murder their king

Will you recognize the nature of your roots?
Will you find, in the engraved burning stone your personal search?
Imagine a profitable prophecy announced monolith of Man's rebirth
Hear the Messiah's name, as the path to our cult

Disown, renounce your mortal life
Believe in your father's written works

Flattery being the most effective weapon to defeat the enemy
They'll be led to believe they will be borne in their ship to the castle Lured into the gaping hole that will close upon them

They are worthy only of death. We'll bury them all alive

They shall fall into my pit of vengeance. Let them sail their grave into the earth
Nothing comes easier than killing a man. A man who believes he has won the war The distant leader wants to marry the

Why are we alive?
Is there anything left to expect?
I'm getting tired of living in this stinky desert
All around me, the rests of my pride are lying

All lives turn into death
I can't breath!
My heart is bleeding

If i could control my dreams, be the master of my nights
Relive the struggles of my days, not to suffer but dominate these fights
If I could rule a universe where only my person would matter
And not just be a pawn in a world heading straight for disaster
Raise some armies, just for slaughters' sake of my fellow creatures
Meet harmonious and fair socieities of a forbidden future
The ability to struggle, shape my life, follow my principles
No longer be haunted by religions and the infidels' rattles

Красивая, но не моя чья-то,
Глупенькая, платье твое мято,
Глазки твои милые, но скрытны,
Мне за тебя, глупенькая, стыдно.
Красивая, но не моя чья-то,
Глупенькая, платье твое мято,
Глазки твои милые, но скрытны,
Мне за тебя, глупенькая, стыдно.

Мама улица, папа дом родной
Слышишь мамочка, забери с собой
Папа очень злой, нет не дает гулять
Слышишь папа блять, не ори на мать

Мама улица, папа дом родной
Слышишь мамочка, забери с собой
Папа очень злой, нет не дает гулять