Wrath 歌词

Wrath gave life to the serpent in my Stomach Wrath gave life to the scorpion in my Brain Wrath gave life to the devil in my spirit My spirit gave life to the wrath in Heaven Current brings my wrath Biting flesh Sacred principle abused by my evil mind To send all the hypocrite souls to hell. In snakepit In scorpionvenom In witch-ball In infinite fear Is bereavement Let it burn its mark onto your skin Let pain mirror all minutes Of true wrath Blindness in your eyes Blood breaks up from your lungs Let it become the sea of evanescence Power is the curse That's waiting for you now Black lines of ancient words Slowly-slowly Ripping dead flesh off your bones Metal gets colder in the flesh It's becoming a new weapon To piecre a hole into your soul.