Testo di Assyrians

His death is near Waiting for him His dice is cast To his misfortune The people of hell Approaches for disgrace Devil locusts are alive Thirst for bloodshed Pluck out your skin alive Crossing your gut Nineuitai Assurioi Salamanasar Impaled anus With cruelty There is no wall To prevent them Demon stairs No one prevents I hear screams Evil attacks The earth trembles with fear Impaled, slain Sharpened knives Poison stakes Sharp metal for death Crucifixion, there’s no pain Enemy’s suffering and crying Bloodbath, fire bath Broken, twisted bones Hollow eyes The eyes will see Eternal suffocation Satan's dream Assyrians!