We've returned from hell
Black flames in your flames
Black forces has arrived to impose again
We'll take destruction in our hands
Manning black chariots
Death will coordinated our war
Full of hatred we'll devastated to you
Poisoning people by the fervour of the flames
We satisfy our phisichological reality
Putrid, rusted, hatred
Vomited smell to your dead
Morgue is your end
Eating away my anxiety
Exhausting my nerves
Maniatic, destructive power
Utopic, reality, beautiful
My mind assemble the next assault