Lyrics: Scharack / Music: Scharack and Meister Marbas
Mouths full with rice
bundless with wires of spikes to their destination
red tears of life fall to the arid ground
each step is agony
Drilled skull... extripated will...
zombies walking to the madness abyss
pierced by a longuinus spear
is the yearning of the weak ones
each step is agony
Moral rightness is the blood flows of this world
then I am totally immoral... the pest!!!
weeping wound that shows the bone to the light
each step is agony
The cup is full with crimson life, the swords are no longer
seized
the honorable battle field is empty, there are not more untamable warriors...
bastard god that you are made of man
each step is agony
My victory is in the mount where the decline of life is sighted
the end of weakness that they hate my life
hug me death that only to you I should have looked for
each step is agony