Badness کے بول

More than a century ago I had been sleeping Under the sky of anothe time Where the war reigned Where the sundown died I feel a winter into my corps Clouds, lights, time Sorrow my mind I feel the eternal peace Lonely suffering increase Alone I Wake up my body out With blood between my fingers Just I far well of this hell Now I wake up in a new time Where my mind sleeps in another body Now the perversion is my only owner And Just the badness is my dream Blood bustes of this body I am the kings of wars I want to gather tears and suffering That sustain my badness Destroy that ones who I saw In than time my ancient cry rests Enemies of my will with fire piece my heart My revenge born when my body die