Oversættelse: Destinity. Pleasure Of Flesh.
Oversættelse: Destinity. Og stilhed.
Oversættelse: Destinity. Sort på tronen.
Oversættelse: Destinity. Tang Of Hate.
Under the smell of Chaos was the witness of the end, Hell patiently awaiting us in a total paerfect perversion Bastialy ready... After the centuries
Le glas a sonne, Les demons s'eveillent de leurs tombes souillees Afin que tu les implores... Implore ces demons, Implore ton pardon, Insurge ta vie
Their stupidity is freezing my blood. Their breath awake my impulses. I want to see them suffering and rotting. Their lives awake my impulses. Leurs
Je suis l'ange dechu de cette immense grandeur, Ou sont enfouis tous les desirs de mon etre. Je veux jouir sur tes formes, penetrer ton corps, Voir ma
Devils are arriving that night ! Devils came and slayed. Devils are invading the sky ! Devils came and killed. Devils are arriving that night ! Devils
Slowly your pain reaches to its peak with the shame of suffering Slowly your blinded life fades away she's waiting for your waking up Manipulated mind
What would be my thoughts if the bleeding skies should be burn and should be the last light on the earth? What would be my thoughts if I live my end
"A la fin de toutes les guerres opposant les diverses castes religieuses, Je serai le seul a marcher la tete haute en pietinant vos cadavres purulents
The circle of time is nearly completed nearly destroyed... The last day begins with on oppressive sunrise. Mutations begin to celebrate the end, To dominate
Mutilate their sacred land. Desecrate their sadistic evil God. [Refrain] Dismember their bleeding organs To drain their dirty contagious blood...
Look at your stupidity and your waste of time! Ascension to our destiny is drawing near. Taste the wrath of our words! My voice shall be heard. Time
Enchained to their stupid Irrational convictions graved since years And since the dark beginning. They are seeing red flames spreading on earth. Today
Pouvez-vous lire a travers leurs mensonges ? O mon pere, je vais guider vos enfants ! Pouvez-vous comprendre ce destin souille ? O mon pere, je vais
Victims of human'self weeping spirits the full creation leaves a new synthetic existence and hear mind control of the collective nation... Subtle manipulation
