Crynight - Death Factory Тексты

Packaging peaces of mentally deranged
Closing the hate and impure thoughts
The blood dye of black and take the life
They go out to exterior seeking innocents

The death in the normal condition
The desire of the pain grow in your eyes

Distorsioned reality, inside a nightmare
Cries of help, the destiny knock the door

The frantic faces of humans
Against the darkness faction
Final destiny of the lost souls

Welcome to the asylum of death to suffer

Don't believe all your eyes can see
The trades are all the same
Die, die and so I will enrich me
I'm the factory of the death!!!

I will create a new world, divine, mortal
When the lost souls we've their place
¡¡¡FOR SHOW THE HORROR!!!

Once again the true evil us will seize
All that is our, our desires
Believe the absolute true
The factory of death grow in everyone
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