كلمات Massmurderer

I arise straight from hell Soul as black as the pits where I dwell As my hand delivers a cherished gift No one shall survive Overrated are your pitiful lives Just a mockery of a genuine life Oh so grateful you ought to be As I free you from your misery Feel the light - The purifying light It shall cleanse you all - From surface to soul What a beautiful way To vaporize and fade away Surely you must blame it on me Yet all your life dead you have been I am the judge The jury I am the executioner Die! All hope lost Death draws near You will die The massmurderer How honored I am To witness this end Even my black heart weeps So beautiful is this death so deep