Из альбома: Invictus
Moving along, with the circles of chaos
Colder than life, a heart of betray
Color fades away in black, I slit my wrists
And let the blood run free
A procreation of disgrace, a never ending demise
A procreation of disgrace, a life filled with lies
Unconvincing path of lies , I pull the trigger with no regrets
Unstoppable warmachine is coming your way
Purgatory flames, exterminate my sins
Dragging myself thru hate and a grey looking existence
Spitting my anger in your direction, a test of your fear