Come from the drains
Marching like a troop
Each step ahead
Seems just cry and pain
The vengeance and the hate
Beat in their minds
Will spit on your face
And laugh at your cry
Hidden in the shadows
They follow your steps
The despair will hit you
And your brain gets crazy
Wandering over bodies
Rests of a slaughter
They watch proudly
Their brand written in blood
Ghost wander aimless
Over desolation
The destruction builds its kingdom
With the power of their lives
Now it's your turn
Pray for your soul
Breath for the last time
Close your eyes and die
Give your soul and your aimless life
Entrust your self to the power of hate or fuck you