Sickness Hate testo

The limbs are like burned meat
A fallen victim with pride
The slaughter of cruel lust
Is sacreficing the unborn. Unborn

Silent winds of fear
Is rising from the tomb
Putrid stench of flesh
From dismembered corps of death

Isolations with no remorse
Executions are prevield

Cascades of this world
A destruction of carnage
The altar will take over
And the stench are putrid

Silent winds of fear
Is rising from the tomb
Putrid stench of fleash
From dismembеred corps of death

Sickness hatе
The ultimate massacre
Splattered organs
The dead will never die
The limbs are like burned meat
A fallen victim with pride
The slaughter of cruel lust
Is sacreficing the unborn

Cascades of this world
A destruction of carnage
The altar will take over
And the stench are putrid