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