Songtext von Syndrome of The Hatred

disease, took account of its thoughts I does not obtain nor to suffer nor to feel penalty, revenge joust the cure exists in its past I never do not obtain the the least to try to seem sad its life exists stealing others I do not obtain to feel nor to touch in you, becoming vacant disease, took account of my thoughts I does not obtain to understand nor me to feel, badness well its disease in contaminated them and cause death world measures strange syndrome this syndrome of the hatred