Infertile, damn - and desolate inert, incomplete - and saturated the ruins fall over his realm that souls are infected by the syndrome Eyes with fer who wtach from darkness They hide their essence and weak will Embodies the fire into the cave Consume the remains from this grave Screaming - from this wasteland louder - till the graveyard They leave his mark on the city walls The symbol who makes the kingdom fall The few survivors are possessed All of them are servant of distress The cold hell invades this lands The man's hate is fall out his hands Rites with no sense and eternal walk The ruins embrace to the mankind's ghost Screaming - from this wasteland louder - till the graveyard Lonely souls - are fade away in the concrete jungle Images that show us - the face of - incarnated hell You'll run - ithout rest - in the road of suffering Red shadows, far places, insane minds Our burning hell is every day Red shadows, far places, insane minds Our burning hell is forever In the darkest night - he put his claw - on your shoulder No one care - about this perish - they drag alone his dying eyes - dry his tears - on the paviment dust