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A smell ? What is that smell ?

A void ? What is that void ?

Is it you ? Is this you my son ?

A dream ? An unfinished reality ?

A head ? To stop my heart ?

Is it me ? Did I do this ?

Is it you ? Is this you my son ?

A dream ? An unfinished reality ?

A head ? To stop my heart ?

Is it me ? Did I do this ?

I hear, I see, I remember, I smell !

The air is so putrid, my senses are tired

They can't have done this to you

Find our blade to remove their soul

Here is their sanctuary, the temple of their misdeed

The place where they put you out of pain after several tortures

It's your school my son, the brotherhood of the slaughter

Shall I never quiver, may your revenge be done !

So that you never become this !

I slay your putrefied soul with my blade

To finally find his soul

To finally find his soul

Hissings, screams, tears

Nothing can survive beyond me

Eviscerate, decapitate, slice, dismember,

Again and again until total silence

So that you never become this !

To purify your sins by blood

I slay your putrefied soul with my blade

To finally find his soul

Corpses muddle up in an ocean of blood

A sea of revenge to the quietness of chasm

For you my son, you don't feel at peace, wait for me !

I'm coming home on the path of forgiveness

Flawed revenge perfumed with my soul

I'm emptied of my humanity