كلمات Odium

Que metuunt oderunt, quem quisique odit perisse expedit No emotions in my eyes I can feel your rage And I laugh! No sentiments in my heart I can taste your hate And I laugh! I'm the enemy you Don't suppose to have A gun in your mouth I'm the enemy you Suppose to have not A knife in your shoulders I sit! Haughtiness is my throne I laugh! Apparent disrespectful haughtinness I admire! The charisma of the tyrants Insolent disdainful and proud face Icy Eyes sorrounded by a desert of solitude And to their feet... A roe of mannequins Mutilated in the souls A row of servants Martyred in the body