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Překlad: Soulfly. Temný středověk.
Lost in a ritual rage I lost my normal behavior Muthafucka - show your face Hide on your invisible cage Behind your fake name Why don't you say
Maggots crawling Posers falling Suffocating in garbage So much trash In excess Feed your ego up your ass On your knees Blood sucking pigs Die
Dark ages upon us Hate surround us Fear embrace us Tragedy behind us Media brainwash us Spirits guide us Weakness expose us Memories behind us
Lightning and thunder Fear and wonder Murder and murder Chaos, disorder Hate and pain Will rise again Nothing remains Bring it on again... On
from inside... Carved inside - carved outside Feel your soul glow - in the sky... Let your soul now - move the world now Feel your soul now - let your soulfly
Keep an eye in the sky Night after night Sign after sign Don't fall behind Land of the sun Empires will burn Can't trust no one No return...
"Monday, July 16, 1945, 5:30 A.M." Fuel this hate And you'll never be the same again Now I'm feeling again and again Fuel this hate And you're
I don't give a fuck You don't give a fuck They don't give a fuck Get back in the front I don't give a fuck You don't give a fuck We don't give
Why you deny - criticize You deny - criticize Don't feed me with your lies Why you deny - crucified You deny - crucified Out of this world demise
Clean the sins - be blessed within Look upon - St. Michael's wings Can you feel? That this armmagideon is near Can you feel? The ancient prophecy
Porra, Caralho Porra, Caralho Porra, Caralho No fio da navalha Com toda a raiva Com toda a raiva No fio da navalha No fio da navalha Porra,
"Zumbi e o senhor das guerras Zumbi e o senhor das demandas Quando Zumbi chega E Zumbi quem manda" I'm a riotstarter Molotov's on fire Flame is
Material things can't conquer me Matter nothing to me, only your soul can be free When we connect, spiritually I feel you never went away from me
