Decay

Grey Rotting Skin, Of Human Remains
Chants in hopeless Seeds, In Total Oblivion

Just the way millions do,
infants and old men have no meaning. forever...
What a way to perish, What a way to fade
If there is nothing have no Light forever...

Nothing is too extreme in every form of religion
They only fall I am your suicide

Grown the poison of the Earth. Praise The Elite of Death
There's a war inside my head, sadness (flows) in my flesh

Ο Θάνατος είναι η σιγή όταν η θλίψη ματώνει την ψυχή.
Ο πόνος πλήττει μια στιγμή στη τραγωδία της ζωής