The rights to die who will you give?
Death doesn’t come! Doesn’t come for your life
Poison or hung? Maybe the knife?
Look in your eyes. What do you see?
Pain and pleasure. And no mercy
You rotten man. You must die
When you not see the Sun in the skyes
Rotting people are distress of World
This damned flesh I will hack by my sword
Who will not join, he will be eaten
I hear them moaning, what did we do?
Rotten legion so close to you
Those who remained, ready to fight
They have soft flesh, I have keen blade
But my eternal hope will not shall fade
- The End Has Come
- When I Fall
- The Fears
- Law Abiding Citizen
- Metal Child
- The Trap
- Last Winter Day
- Rotten Legion
- The Savior
- Time of Sins