The mature age when time has pa**ed Only fear and pain remaining on this earth... Nailed hands on the wall is the last thing they saw Only fear and pain remaining on the earth... With tired faces and worn out minds We've met the dawn of our lives Maggots stream in your rotten veins Drink your blood, and now you die Listen my story. It's my message Saving ourselves we're screaming But your real face's always hidden in depth You're living in your time So spit in his face Victims' screams in the dampness of grave Simple scraps of food for worms They want to taste your bloody eyes And surfeit with your poisoned corpse As they roar and scream Fighting for your flesh Rape your torso and eat your brain Swarming ma**es will the best of your friends Is it your aim? Pathetic spirit was only a valour It was approving meaning of your heroic life Remain of brains so many years When you lie upside down and stay in light Your life may dispense with empty dreams Truth? Is this saint? Cure for me? You know that you're rotting in the hell This is your end? Do you hear me?