Grave - Epic obliteration
Tekst :
Hellcome to the end,
Suffering by my side,
Believe in what you want,
The final judgement has arrived.
In vain you ll beg for salvation,
Your pain is what I thrive.
Flames by your side,
Watching the angels die,
I m free I chose my side,
Your final breath is soon to be.
In vain you turn to the skies,
Your pain is what I thrive.
Earth in ruins,
Christ wiped out,
Domination,
Has begun.
Domination,
Has begun,
Salvation,
In the eternal fire.
Hellcome my dear friend,
You re free on our side,
The feast has just begun,
Forever dead is heavenly.
In life you reached for the light,
Below the darkness we thrive.
Grave - Inhuman
Tekst :
Walk the last steps of the face of the earth
Dismembered bodies, fallen victims of decay
Fallen from above, prophecy of death
Agonizing torment to wipe out the inhuman
Shattered shreds of life, tearing my inner side
Rise from the turf, as my guts regurge
Procession to the wise, gasping to survive
Mutilated stiffs, desecrating tombs.
God of all life and humanity
Slayed by evil conspiracy
Putrefying all of the remaining life
Dismember his body as you watch
Shattered shreds of life, tearing my inner side
Rise from the turf, as my guts regurge
Procession to the wise, gasping to survive
Mutilated stiffs, desecrating tombs.
Now you will die
As you take your final breath
Visions appear
From the darkest death
Walk the last steps of the face of the earth
Dismembered bodies, fallen victims of decay
Fallen from above, prophecy of death
Agonizing torment to wipe out the inhuman
Shattered shreds of life, tearing my inner side
Rise from the turf, as my guts regurge
Procession to the wise, gasping to survive
Mutilated stiffs, desecrating tombs.
Grave - Living the dead behind
Tekst :
Bulletrain awakens me,
All is black but I still see,
Reek of death reek of fear,
Call of duty claims its price.
Falling - bleeding - dying.
Twisted bodies surround me,
Leave the dead behind,
Striking forward for a cause,
That I once believed.
Striking - ripping - crying.
Is this humanity,
This is not my belief,
Living the dead behind,
Bless their souls.
The purity of war,
Humans burnt and scorned,
Flesh scarred and torn,
Left to rot and disappear.
Bulletrain sets me free,
Life is drained finally,
Parting body from soul,
Call of duty claims its price.
Falling - bleeding - dying.
Others will follow me,
Is this humanity,
This is not my belief,
Living the dead behind.
Bless their souls.