Вершы: Torture Squad. Asylum Of Shadows. Convulsion.

The world crosses for hard moments, an increase ofpain
Absolute ideas of peace finish in disdain
Unnecessary discussions aid this intolerable will
Living in a sickening world, all the stink we cansmell

And once more the earth cries
Convulsion!
The land exhales a stinky sty
Convulsion!

So many deaths in the name of power accelerating theend
A real deception of this mankind, nobody gets tounderstand
A cold wind blow the seeds of discording, black cloudscovering the sky
The shaken faith in the heart of the weak, dark agesbegin to rise!

Different minds, different thoughts, seclused in aspiritual maze
Manipulate the facts with mastery, everything to daze
In a structure made of obscure acts, your pain...you'll be found
Sentence of death to the world, black forces infectthe ground