Death Miasma

The tombs will manifest this bane
The smell of souls, the collapse of illusions
Black aura covers the world, to embrace all the life
The image of the God, will be stained for your shame

With your blessing it will end, and burn all the flesh
The souls before enjailed, may flow like water
The eyes that were blind, may see through the mirror
Transcending the matter, and turn your miasma

And the life will be a chapter in the past
The matter is not stronger than this plague

The creation of mendacious will be mesmerized
By the fire of the adversary, who again spreads your light
Into the heart of universe, will spread your miasma
In the blood of the microcosmo, will inject your plasma

And the life will be a chapter in the past
The matter is not stronger than this plague

With your poison contaminate the earth
Turn the oceans red with blood
Spread the smell of the ancient souls
Oh father, spread your death miasma

The creation of mendacious will be mesmerized
By the fire of the adversary, who again spreads your light
Into the heart of universe, will spread your miasma
In the blood of the microcosmo, will inject your plasma

With your poison contaminate the earth
Turn the oceans red with blood
Spread the smell of the ancient souls
Oh father, spread your death miasma