Feel the fear of looking at him
You were born and the flames that screams
Destroy the fear of destroy in itself
You will die; your ashes will be dispel
Feel the fear of looking at him
You were born and the flames that screams
Destroy the fear of destroy in itself
You will die; your ashes will be dispel
Feel the fear of looking at him
You were born and the flames that screams
Destroy the fear of destroy in itself
You will die; your ashes will be dispel
Я раб, приносящий дух времени и не знающий что он несет в своей руке
Преобладающий в каждом индивидууме, смерть или счастье, милостивый
Или карающий, дух сгорающий во мне
Oh Father, there is no way to turn!
Fear stricken, I will watch you burn!
Oh Father, there is no way to turn!
Fear stricken, I will watch you f*cking burn!
Рабские импульсы захватывают инициативу внутри нас потому что
У человека нет сильной центарльной цели и
Сильного единого соответствуюещго стремления
Oh Father, there is no way to turn!
Fear stricken, I will watch you burn!
Oh Father, there is no way to turn!
Fear stricken, I will watch you burn!
Feel the fear of looking at him
You were born and the flames that screams
Destroy the fear of destroy in itself
You will die; your ashes will be dispel
Feel the fear of looking at him
You were born and the flames that screams
Destroy the fear of destroy in itself
You will die; your ashes will be dispel
You were born and the flames that screams
Destroy the fear of destroy in itself
You will die; your ashes will be dispel...
... Will be dispel!