Burning Villages کے بول

Engulfed in flames growling in pain blinded by a thousand fleshes crying to the earth Napalmed to the ground burned to the root clueless as to where to run wait for the end Burning dying burning dying I like the scent of dead once I step on the path Hence I must kill and destroy satisfy my lust for smell Barbecuing of the flesh Brings the hell out of me Whispers of agony Fills my mind with strength