livin' in a wasted life,
waiting to get worst,
watching your life runaway,
don't mind for it,
if there's one thing right,
in the day you're born,
it's the day of your death,
day of your death
feel the fire growing,
there's coming the rage,
sacrify yourself,
to call the pain,
and watch your life,
painted in blood...that's the gore.
rage, pain and gore
reborn as one soldier of hell,
spread the fear
to hearts of the weacks,
laugh at them sufering,
no flame can reach you now,
no mortal can kill you,
no time can ever touch you again
