Human execution 歌词

Thousand years, thousand forms All pain retrained for years All grief confined By a servant of the host They reign on the flesh Waiting to bless their blood Searching lives from the grace Forever feeling the sensation of violence A rotten pile of dead humans Rotting... Rotting fesh Infecting the air Suffocatting Suffocatting all lives The soul's screams The suffering is not real The nightmare becomes very real Human execution...