Scornchosen In Black lyrics

Thunders of hatred Lightning scarlet in the fog. And the oppresion comes down as The blckend cloak of death upon Life worm like Human. Cdude or better purification Waiting for extiction of these sub-humans A brain burnt into a crisis of hysteria And intolerance Discovering new words of pervert Experiments of blasphemy My soul blackens And slowly forgetting its essence Becomes nothing I am a composition of bones and flesh Not understanding why I am here Constantly hearing the noise of life And the happines of blind. I can see. I can choose. I am oblivion. Where desires gather hundreds. Come visit the eternal hall of fire.