| Song | Masters Of Fatalism |
| Artist | Warhammer |
| Album | Curse of the absolute eclipse |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Frerich, Krynojewski ... | |
| They like to play with fire | |
| In a stream of gasoline | |
| They like to cut themselves | |
| And drown in their own blood | |
| Nothing's sacred to those disgusting leeches | |
| They laugh, as we all sink down in agony | |
| REFRAIN: Bow down before the masters of fatalism | |
| If the thumb goes down, it's up to them | |
| They rule our destiny, so be aware | |
| Their insane laughter makes me freeze | |
| In the last days of the sun | |
| They could be called by many names | |
| And some of them you know | |
| I prefer “the masters of fatalism” ' | |
| Cause that is what they are | |
| They're poisonous snakes with twisted tongues | |
| They laugh, as we all sink down in misery | |
| REFRAIN As time goes on, they reach the final stage | |
| For them, it's perfection; for us, death and armageddon | |
| So kiss all precious things good-bye, and don't ask why | |
| They laugh, as we all sink down finally | |
| REFRAIN |
| zuo qu : Frerich, Krynojewski ... | |
| They like to play with fire | |
| In a stream of gasoline | |
| They like to cut themselves | |
| And drown in their own blood | |
| Nothing' s sacred to those disgusting leeches | |
| They laugh, as we all sink down in agony | |
| REFRAIN: Bow down before the masters of fatalism | |
| If the thumb goes down, it' s up to them | |
| They rule our destiny, so be aware | |
| Their insane laughter makes me freeze | |
| In the last days of the sun | |
| They could be called by many names | |
| And some of them you know | |
| I prefer " the masters of fatalism" ' | |
| Cause that is what they are | |
| They' re poisonous snakes with twisted tongues | |
| They laugh, as we all sink down in misery | |
| REFRAIN As time goes on, they reach the final stage | |
| For them, it' s perfection for us, death and armageddon | |
| So kiss all precious things goodbye, and don' t ask why | |
| They laugh, as we all sink down finally | |
| REFRAIN |
| zuò qǔ : Frerich, Krynojewski ... | |
| They like to play with fire | |
| In a stream of gasoline | |
| They like to cut themselves | |
| And drown in their own blood | |
| Nothing' s sacred to those disgusting leeches | |
| They laugh, as we all sink down in agony | |
| REFRAIN: Bow down before the masters of fatalism | |
| If the thumb goes down, it' s up to them | |
| They rule our destiny, so be aware | |
| Their insane laughter makes me freeze | |
| In the last days of the sun | |
| They could be called by many names | |
| And some of them you know | |
| I prefer " the masters of fatalism" ' | |
| Cause that is what they are | |
| They' re poisonous snakes with twisted tongues | |
| They laugh, as we all sink down in misery | |
| REFRAIN As time goes on, they reach the final stage | |
| For them, it' s perfection for us, death and armageddon | |
| So kiss all precious things goodbye, and don' t ask why | |
| They laugh, as we all sink down finally | |
| REFRAIN |