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Masquerade In BloodFlames of red they escape the fireThe battle rages on, violation of minds Wiped out everyone who will stand in their path Replacing the life by the foul stench of death Corpses of the wicked Wide-spreading grief and terror The sacred rise above Seeking to the ground Deadringers, Warmongers, Hypochrists Masquerade in Blood Like a newborn that squalls as it takes the first breath He cry to the war 'cause he ain't got no brain Mounted on horseback the devil in man This white livered general, this killing friend With brutal destruction they scatter their bombs Don't care about children who'll scream and burn The shadows of murderer will cover the light Producing the face that nevermore smile This vultures will desecrated By arrogance and deadly hatred Their names are standing for the wrong direction In a time when god gives no more protection |