Original lyrics
ENThe Spirit of Violence
Suddenly you feel it, your senses gettin' torn;
Adrenalin shooting, arteries seem to boil,
Nervous, angry, staring through a red lense,
Interior gladiator's just slain your defense...
The root of all disgusting - the godfather of sin,
Meet me in the depths of mind
And let the game begin...
Assassinate your conscience - my turned apostate friend,
Incestuous brotherhood of souls,
Control me if you can...
The reborn me is threatening myself,
Can't reach for where the slaughter dwells,
My guts are frozen - my blood's like ice,
Interior gladiator spreading the cold inside...
