اصل بول
ENترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
Death is on the loose
Satisfying his madness
Torturing, humiliating, killing
The pain of others cause pleasure
Houses without a soul
Living in the darkness
Disfigured by hatred
Created to kill
In his veins runs the cruelty
Their eyes have color of blood
In his insane mind
It echoes the screams of terror
Pools of blood
Fucked bodies
There is no salvation
The chaos was set up
Reaping all the souls
This is your job
Do not wait any mercy
