Staying on Graves you realize the process
Of the life and of the death
Sunset has come You hear slow wind
Among the crosses which grind the bones
Is it the fate brought them together
With the slimy grave and empty death?
All what they wants turn into ash
And fell in burning hell as people say
Born for the life you burn at ritual fire
Which not of you it made by Who?
What is the aim except the evil laughter
He wants to reach by this end
We're burning in grace of his wishes
He lead us to graves No!
Death isn't the gate
All this liyng words is prayers of deads
To pretend on the future
Is stupid and crasy for you
Life without the finish
Is tales of the christians a few
Now! Our lives at the trap
Of his clever mind
He cheats us in one step!
Any hope on the future
Is empty and given't succes
Our life is restricted by boders
And all on the Earth comes to death
Death - this is a new cure for a life
My fear overgrow in blind rage
I feel it stench
It wanna taste the human blood
I'm calling for this beast!
Comes to me!
It comes to me Torture and kill
Brutality Insanity
Sticky mist flow in empty graves
Corpses rise obeying like slaves
In deeptrance they mutter names of anient gods
While insanity engulf my twisted thought
Free opinions roll in dark
All begins to think of masks
Demolishing curse It burried remorse
Bloody blasphemy burns me violently