Вершы: Slayer. Seasons In The Abyss. Born of Fire.
Join in my quest to leave life overturned
Spanning the world wave of doom
Spewing out death with the evil I've churned
Awaken the dead from their tomb
Love turns to lust, the sensations I've felt
Exploring the pleasures of sin
Making the best of the cards I've been dealt
Adjusting the odds so I win
Unleash all my burning wrath
Potential killing machine
Take down all who block my path
Enjoying all obscene, born of fire
Prince of all darkness initiation
Ritually baptized in flames
Next to the throne, my abomination
Spreads terror throughout my domain
Master the art that controls the impure
Inherit the infamous keys
Thousands of centuries, I will endure
Tyrant of all prophecies
Some have called me Satan's son
A name I cannot deny
Wielding fury that's second to none
Far too vile to confine, born of fire
All things dead must rise again
When twilight's blanket falls
Splattered red, you'll find my den
Blood dripping from the wall
Dreams born of desire
Shaped and forged within the fire
Twisted, warped, deranged I see
The world's corrupt, insanity
Dreams possess nightmarish figures
Burning can't escape the embers
Lost are those who trust the liar
Satan's son, I'm born of fire
Spanning the world wave of doom
Spewing out death with the evil I've churned
Awaken the dead from their tomb
Love turns to lust, the sensations I've felt
Exploring the pleasures of sin
Making the best of the cards I've been dealt
Adjusting the odds so I win
Unleash all my burning wrath
Potential killing machine
Take down all who block my path
Enjoying all obscene, born of fire
Prince of all darkness initiation
Ritually baptized in flames
Next to the throne, my abomination
Spreads terror throughout my domain
Master the art that controls the impure
Inherit the infamous keys
Thousands of centuries, I will endure
Tyrant of all prophecies
Some have called me Satan's son
A name I cannot deny
Wielding fury that's second to none
Far too vile to confine, born of fire
All things dead must rise again
When twilight's blanket falls
Splattered red, you'll find my den
Blood dripping from the wall
Dreams born of desire
Shaped and forged within the fire
Twisted, warped, deranged I see
The world's corrupt, insanity
Dreams possess nightmarish figures
Burning can't escape the embers
Lost are those who trust the liar
Satan's son, I'm born of fire
Slayer
Seasons In The Abyss