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On dense mist where reigns the madness

Born the fraternity to evil

That searching answers for destiny

Get animal attitudes...

Cemetery turns home

When weren’t the gutters of the city

Where did the meaning of life is

They’ve searched on trash, on the obscurity

P.U.S. – the total chaos

P.U.S. – anti-social

P.U.S. – destruction

P.U.S. – to false promises

They talk about death music and horror

Thinking diverge, but there’s solution

One is demented, other more than it

But then four come by make a song...

The fraternity will never die

Be it to the good, be it to evil

The demon boys always were brothers

Will be together on doomsday...