| 作曲 : Krisiun | |
| A powerfull agression against your core | |
| crushing of your mind | |
| desolation of your being | |
| next to mortality | |
| the walls listen up your cry | |
| the confrontation with condemination | |
| Born to meet your pain | |
| your soul wants your death | |
| comming from your brain | |
| a tumor that rots in your head | |
| the end of your sanity | |
| And infected core who rejects the cure | |
| open sores, vouices of despair | |
| your control was won by madness | |
| your hate is agony | |
| obsession, affliction, lasting infection | |
| Your tortured face, show your disgrace | |
| nothing has price, all you feel is pain | |
| your body is like mortuary | |
| where disease rules | |
| spittin' blood, endless sacrifice | |
| infected gore | |
| Your body is inert | |
| your heart does not beat | |
| the rats will eat your flesh | |
| the pigs will drink your blood | |
| there's nothing dyrter | |
| nothing more rotten infection |
| zuo qu : Krisiun | |
| A powerfull agression against your core | |
| crushing of your mind | |
| desolation of your being | |
| next to mortality | |
| the walls listen up your cry | |
| the confrontation with condemination | |
| Born to meet your pain | |
| your soul wants your death | |
| comming from your brain | |
| a tumor that rots in your head | |
| the end of your sanity | |
| And infected core who rejects the cure | |
| open sores, vouices of despair | |
| your control was won by madness | |
| your hate is agony | |
| obsession, affliction, lasting infection | |
| Your tortured face, show your disgrace | |
| nothing has price, all you feel is pain | |
| your body is like mortuary | |
| where disease rules | |
| spittin' blood, endless sacrifice | |
| infected gore | |
| Your body is inert | |
| your heart does not beat | |
| the rats will eat your flesh | |
| the pigs will drink your blood | |
| there' s nothing dyrter | |
| nothing more rotten infection |
| zuò qǔ : Krisiun | |
| A powerfull agression against your core | |
| crushing of your mind | |
| desolation of your being | |
| next to mortality | |
| the walls listen up your cry | |
| the confrontation with condemination | |
| Born to meet your pain | |
| your soul wants your death | |
| comming from your brain | |
| a tumor that rots in your head | |
| the end of your sanity | |
| And infected core who rejects the cure | |
| open sores, vouices of despair | |
| your control was won by madness | |
| your hate is agony | |
| obsession, affliction, lasting infection | |
| Your tortured face, show your disgrace | |
| nothing has price, all you feel is pain | |
| your body is like mortuary | |
| where disease rules | |
| spittin' blood, endless sacrifice | |
| infected gore | |
| Your body is inert | |
| your heart does not beat | |
| the rats will eat your flesh | |
| the pigs will drink your blood | |
| there' s nothing dyrter | |
| nothing more rotten infection |
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