A new perception of the world Appearns in your mind And you retrieve your instincts On your decision Open gates on a new truth You undersand You're only temporar In this matter's body Come on,slaves of rot Kneeling in front Of your torturer Don't you feel that Through the hatred The light materializes From your cries of pain It comes alive On your destrissed it feasts Come on,slaves of rot Kneeling in front Of your torturer In each being I guess the d**h And if by mistake You pa** my way Don't expect any fellow And get ready for Worst anxieties Come on,slaves of rot Kneeling in front Of your torturer I'll feast on the blackness Of your soul I'll spit on your Lowest supplications No ending,no beginning,I draw My force from your d**h Come on,slaves of rot Kneeling in front Of your torturer