Profaner

It's the marked time
And father and mother cry
Bloody death
Sacrifice yourself
Is your destiny
The land is burning

Wrath, rotten hell
A star dies
A son lies death
Profaned, mutilated
Without mercy

Turbulence in the air
God is crying
Stop homicide
Sickening silence
Terror and crime

I got you in my hands
I take your life
I satiate my hate
I rip all your flesh
To be punished and beaten

Wrath, rotten hell
A star dies
A son lies death
Profaned, mutilated
Without mercy

You wish you weren¢t born
By my hand vengance
Without remorse
A profaner is dying