Victims of Death

The victims of death are the victims of satan, Marching to the funeral, where all the damned must die, Ready for a painful execution, in the fire of inferno, Its a revenge, a revenge of evil, the revenge is high They are the victims, the victims of death The victims, the victims of death Million demons come to see the noise, In the black hour, their face get destroyed, Their mind are dead, their bodies are cold, They are the victims, the victims of death The victims, the victims of death The gods of hades have only one aim, They want to see blood flour and flesh burn, In the joy of powerless, the victims get brain, A reality in a never end nightmare, with no return, They are the victims, the victims of death The victims, the victims of death Last hour strikes for the victims, On the hill, horrible crosses wait for the mostile, All the warriors and the gods of scorns masturbate, On the crucifixion, ...but the victims waste away, in the face of death they smile...! They are the victims, the victims of death The victims, the victims of death