Sentenced Fields Of Blood, Harvester Of Hate
Come to me - oh, mighty force of my own inner will... Raise the power of knowlegde and give me the spirit to... kill! Prepare my being to conquer what's to be mine... For eternity The aftermath of a battle to come A vivid vision before my eyes The storm has calmed and peace has landed No more are we under the influence of lies The false ones have been put to their death by the purest form of pure impurity ky turns jetblack - We breed in the dark Reborn to a new reality The winds sweeps the fields where they all died... The fields where their blood was spilt... The hordes of celestial light saw the fields of blood... once The winds sweeps the fields where they all died... The fields where weak blood was spilt... The hordes of celestial lies saw the fields of blood I summon my inner self to strengthen my final will My will to destroy the promised land of thousand fakes I summon my mental force for it is mightier than your sword Reveal the powers of Wrath - tomorrow I am GOD!!! ...This is the dawn of the final war ...I shall bring you all down Kill 'em all!!! The victory is written on my very flesh Inscribed in my very mind Before daylight strikes the earth will be purified and no pretender shall walk on this ground shadows retiring with the darkness of night and hatred is growing within first sunbeams of this day of glory reflect hatred in my eyes - the triumph of Death
