Miasma
You are just bastard beasts
With a small drop of brain
Found a part of truth in life
Overfilled with blind pride
You have pissed what i feel
Equated me with yourselves
You think the world is just flock of fools
Of the same type as you
Live, cognize, turn
Take, defile, clog
Smash, enjoy, waste
Fail, crash, rot
Solo: serge vai atrocity
You, remain as you are
Think you master your fester life
Crawl and creep till the end
Death will open your eyes
Live, cognize, turn
Take, defile, clog
Smash, enjoy, waste
Fail, crash, rot
Miasma
Son solo bestias bastardas
Con una pequeña gota de cerebro
Encontraron una parte de la verdad en la vida
Llenos de orgullo ciego
Has meado lo que siento
Me has equiparado contigo
Piensas que el mundo es solo un rebaño de tontos
Del mismo tipo que tú
Vive, conoce, gira
Toma, ensucia, obstruye
Destroza, disfruta, desperdicia
Falla, choca, pudre
Solo: Serge Vai atrocidad
Tú, permanece como eres
Crees que dominas tu vida putrefacta
Arrástrate y reptar hasta el final
La muerte abrirá tus ojos
Vive, conoce, gira
Toma, ensucia, obstruye
Destroza, disfruta, desperdicia
Falla, choca, pudre