[Music: Yattering, Lyrics: Jhabba] Sentence has dropped... Waiting for social terms of thankfulness Arrangement of next subtle plan of extermination...
...Foetus was growing At the cost Of uterus mother's organism... My thoughts Has gone in torture I hear - why !? I don't I feel touch. I torture other
An inanimate Blood - red spot Awakes curiobity Of the crowd passing by Still warm pieces of A short life Bits of human flesh Deprived of shape Reached
Babies asses profaned By lustful Psychopath' penises Asses from which blood And entrails' fragments Spill out. Inconceivable scream - tearing Apart ears
Got a life sentence For taking part in a brutal murder Of his own siter Caused by sexual drives. Sentenced by humanity Cursed for brutality For the cliched
Try to comprehend me Before you tear the aorta Stab with a knife... ...Once again Cut throat does not compare To the pleasure of raping a child Following
.....I wish I had the choice now you curse me-this is your will Some eerie force makes me act I wish I had the choice... It is a voice I have to follow
A body kept alive for years Cripple and lying now in dirt of decayed Remains of organic substances A syndrome of inner damage Showing troubles In the
[Music: Yattering] [Lyrics: Marcin ?wierczyaski] Generated of hatred ganetically Wasted creature Development killingly attacked With morbid violence
Closing eyes Do you fill overtaking pain? Moving medial pictures... You're vomiting with blood... Murderer family...Shot child... Massacred body... ...
[Music: Yattering, Lyrics: Svierszcz] You act instinctively Your hands compress on neck Nothing can get rid of embrace Your sadism strengthens Disturbance
Extensive damages of tissue And many blisters It's a picture of a woman Scared...and alone -Light doesn't bring consolation All- embracing pain in the
Watch him Empty Void Within Himself Solid his faith for nothing It was too hard to keep Watch her dead Dead within herself Grave her body for free It
He's won a conviction that he'll desrtoy the pathological Drinking pattern Strictly to the scheme We wrests addictions from the body ... I have to...
Psychopath instincts Gave in modificationed genes Inoculated was into Wearer organism Devastated her uterus inside Taken power (medium) from cels of givers
Supernatural Beings managed to Accelerate the creation of life! A moment of extasy, love - like orgasm The passing of semen that brings joy. Consciousless
A need for trying something strong Atmosphere of total fury And a white impulse burning inside Transient lack of self - control More and more perceptible
Spotted with woman's blood I feel her smell around Eyes starring at abyss - disappointed - Why death and rape connect me - with it... Her arms - pointed