Victims of Death

The victims of death are the victims of satan
Marching to the funeral
Where all the damned must die
Ready for a painful execution
In the fire of inferno
Its a revenge, a revenge of evil
 the revenge is high

They are the victims, the victims of death
The victims, the victims of death

Million demons come to see the noise
In the black hour, their face get destroyed
Their mind are dead, their bodies are cold
They are the victims, the victims of death
The victims, the victims of death

The gods of hades have only one aim
They want to see blood flour and flesh burn
In the joy of powerless
The victims get brain
A reality in a never end nightmare
With no return

They are the victims, the victims of death
The victims, the victims of death

Last hour strikes for the victims
On the hill
Horrible crosses wait for the mostile
All the warriors and the
Gods of scorns masturbate on the crucifixion
But the victims waste away
In the face of death they smile!

They are the victims, the victims of death
The victims, the victims of death