The tiny spark is shivering from gentle flame
And it's melting in the light-tight abyss
Ablaze with anger the flower is opening
It is like blood of the enemies for you
Lost hope, lost mind, lost name in the flower light
Pallor face which is boring frost
Black eyes which are looking with might
Impenetrable darkness
It's laceration in your dreams
You are arcanum for them side is becoming
The Flower of Malice
Face of the sun declines before the darkness
It's simply dying & getting cold
Flower of Malice is the heritage of the past
It is opening the way to the grave for you
- Flower of Malice
Flames of Evil is desire of bliss
Light of Devil is the Flower of Malice