Sharp Impulse
A Backdoor pulse
Dangerous moods are going through my brain
And I’m trying to stop shivers laughing
Sharp impulse
Strong abuse to destroy with hate
In my feeling is upon to get started
Hatred grows
Struggle on
Murder in bloom between my hands
Bloody crimes awaken my senses
Distorted grooves
I know the tools of the trade
Creeping plague despair’s cries to get louder
Shout Shout Shout
Your fury, fury
Cry cry cry
Listen to me...now
Your soul stands proud
Hypnotized
Deadly masks gloomy toys
Broken hearts pleasant noise
Mocking smile, dreadful joy
Languid eyes, dephts of blood
Shout Shout Shout
Your fury, fury
Cry cry cry
Listen to mе...now
Shout Shout Shout
Your fury, fury
Cry cry cry
Listen to me...now
A furious Angel swoops down likе an eagle
Shaking him says
Love without making a wry face
Such is love! Respect the glory of God
That is the truth, Relight your ecstasy
The Angel punishes the man with his giant fists;
But the damned one still answers: I shall not!”
Drowning the past in mouth of ghosts
Stick pins in the side of the betrayer
Creep desire for final blow...ooow
Show me how your change occurs
Give lifeblood to cruel flashes of senses
Do sparkle in the sun a pile of bones....ooones
Dethrone the grief in his mind...spreads in your hands true blood
Fill up the void in your heart...tramples his limbs with scorn
In your chest will resound his sobs
From the crash of your wrath he will be martyr
Clear his name will be your final thought
