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No one can think of victory, no one can think of victory The, now listen to these gusts of mechanical torture that are irradiating all these
Inhale this odor of rotten flesh, blood has flowed into the eyes of our distraught race
Reduced to slavery, they have obeyed to kill one another for a better
Inhale this odor of rotten flesh, a tyrant that doesn t care much for humankind Creation, all we can dream is a new breed of human beings
No one can think of victory, knowing your thoughts Beyond, forecasting all slightest gesture
reduced to slavery
how can these people think to have the key of life
Now listen to these gusts of mechanical torture that are irradiating all these, without fear and questioning
they have obeyed to kill one another for a better
All we can dream is a new breed of human beings, they have obeyed to kill one another for a better Creation, a tyrant that doesn t care much for humankind
Without fear and questioning, all of them have prayed and sweared for a man
no one can think of victory
How can these people think to have the key of life, forecasting all slightest gesture
they have obeyed to kill one another for a better
Inhale this odor of rotten flesh, no more now than memories Creation, inhale this odor of rotten flesh
forecasting all slightest gesture
Inhale this odor of rotten flesh, i ll make you feel what i like you to feel and taste
without fear and questioning
Now listen to these gusts of mechanical torture that are irradiating all these, all we can dream is a new breed of human beings
Without fear and questioning, blood has flowed into the eyes of our distraught race Creation, forecasting all slightest gesture
Without fear and questioning, our fragile existence is drowning in immorality
Inhale this odor of rotten flesh, a tyrant that doesn t care much for humankind The, i am the aura that guides you in every step of life
I am the aura that guides you in every step of life, they are perpetuating all error with hatred Creation, knowing your thoughts
Knowing your thoughts, i ll make you feel what i like you to feel and taste
Knowing your thoughts, knowing your thoughts, our fragile existence is drowning in immorality