Anger In Defeat

Wavering betrayal storms through my veins
Sickening desolation cause it hurts and it pains
My soul that the late storms of summer are lost
A wind of despair wakes the autumnal frost

Breathe the undying air
Call the abyssic force
Smoke flooding everywhere
Tainting your bleeding lies

Storm from the rigid clouds
Feast on the silver words
Ignore the pathetic vows
Strong is the hell we raise
Anger In Defeat!

War is always the same, a rotting cavity
War brings the chaos’ name, thе peak of vanity
War is my pact of life, ‘cause I was born sick
Born sick, born sick, tastе my insanity!

Deep into the chaos
The mind wanders with excellence
Deep into the veins
My razors purge the pestilence
Deep into my soul
The trauma reaches far and old
Deep into this hate
Pleasures reached must stay untold

Storm from the rigid clouds
Feast on the silver words
Ignore the pathetic vows
Strong is the hell we raise
Anger In Defeat!
Anger In Defeat!

And on the peaks of hatred
The weakly sermon causes me
Epitome of bloodshed
Power far too great to see
To kill the wicked humans
That waged all this belittled spawn
Split open their skulls
Negate their lives from dusk to dawn

Blood was shed in the name, a name so meaningless
Thought was made in the name, of glory’s pantheons
Fear is ever the same, the lingering pain that sought
That sought, to bring, the everlasting struggle!

Feel the sickness in my veins
Strenghth, cathartic pain of hate
We’re born to fight
Anger in Defeat!
Anger in Defeat!