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The smell of death is persecuted

Between rags of humankind

A crowd of flesh and bones burn

Burn inside of the God´s empire

Irritating faces distorted

Exposing their frustrated lives

Humiliation for those who kill

Kill themselves day, day by day

The realm of Satan

Misters of violence

Damnation in a big scale

All slaves, slaves of hate

Limitation of grotesque souls

Mouths that only talk about misery

Dangerous conformation

And before the great abyss the dirty way

Savored by the filthy creatures.

The realm of Satan