Harbinger of Death Lyrics

The pile of ruble is your fucking mirror image

The taste of blood doesn't come when you standing tall

You are looking for your dignity

You are looking for your dignity

From the eyes of dead beings, we're going to the void

The earth is socked with blood of the suffering

From the eyes of dead beings, we're going to the void

The earth is socked with blood of the suffering

Blood of the suffering

Blood of the suffering

Divided between impulses

That all seem to imply

Silencing what you mean

Denial of grief, of scorn

And my seethe,

Have pushed me over

The edge into deep

For what i've gathered

I am full of this fucking dirt

I can not open eyes

Hounded by unwanted impulse

I am full of this fucking dirt

From the eyes of dead beings, we're going to the void

The earth is socked with blood of the suffering

From the eyes of dead beings, we're going to the void

The earth is socked with blood of the suffering

Blood of the suffering

Blood of the suffering

Divided between impulses

That all seem to imply

Silencing what you mean

Denial of grief, of scorn

And my seethe,

Have pushed me over

The edge into deep

For what i've gathered

I am full of this fucking dirt

I can not open eyes

Hounded by unwanted impulse

I am full of this fucking dirt

Only the choked screams of the victims

Can be heard which are locked in his

False visage the dealer of death

Made a deal soul for peace, the harbinger

Every day I drink the suffering

From the eyes of dead beings, the earth

It's penance of my sins

The imposed reception of information

Forces me to constant tension

The imposed reception of information

I am full of this fucking dirt

I can not open eyes

Hounded by unwanted impulse

I am full of this fucking dirt

Only the choked screams of the victims

Can be heard which are locked in his false visage,

The dealer of death

Made a deal, soul for peace, the harbinger of death