Glorification Of Evil کے بول

In the circle of living and dying The single person is nothing So small, worthless and unimportant A gift for death Offer it evil It must always be present For that is your key pure hate Pain and death is the end You have to manipulate humanity Everywhere you can Blind and fool them Until a disaster is complete Spot the weak Decide him in his suffering Stab in his wounds To the end of his existence What is possible to your time Do it and even more Be unfair and intolerant Poison every peaceful atmosphere One day it will be impossible To control these negative thoughts Every day this rage fills you again This anger of your sick ideology You will accomplish What you have always dreamt And with your deed the circle Of living and dying is closed