You preach peace stop the hate Useless youth feels only Frustration rising inside inside Hate still burning inside inside Chaos will hit you in your face Chaos in your face Chaos in your face
Traduzione: Blood For Blood. Caos (In Your Face).
dust. I am the razorblade inside your veins. Our blood is my life, so let it rain. Side by side we are the higher force. Our hands testifies integrated souls. Chaos
Proving my hate inside of a apocalyptic chaos Facing the evil that doesn't show his face Evil power Keeping hopes Faking reasons Hidding on the shadows
I am your eyes and ears I am your dreams and fears Mankind scapegoat an excuse for weaken minds There's no fucking emission for your pity existence
shadow, I've burnt the image In a fireplace built beneath my heart The open scars prove your vacant remarks Indulge over time well spent alone Forget our Chaos
Demoz] AOTP, they know we be, O-N T-O-P (Die mother fucker, die) Fucking with these gentlemen, we run up in your residence, get you for your presidents
You should not call your falcons before the hunt is done, my loyal servitor. Overconfidence is but one of the many foes a general must face upon the field
by the gods, Blessed by the blood of vanquished foes. Our destiny beckons... [Lord Angsaar, Dark Liege of Chaos:] Come, great king of Hyperboria, march against me with your
gesture is this? Curse you, manling! Can you not accept the inevitability of your defeat? [THE KING:] Begone, servitor of Chaos! Your nemesis awaits
your face and it touch your skin You felt chilly, just like you smoked a bag of illy You need a coat just to protect your throat Two pairs of socks, kid
i shall flee.. Mighty of Cutha turn your face in fear Lest i strike a fatal blow upon your brow With wand of lapis i do entrust visions For the kingdoms
with sword and shield Their war was one of time and peril for the right of the black earth Men would recall this battle in written texts for centuries
called us forth for your death as known What spirits of iniquity did fill your soul with treachery It is upon you i lay my sword for it is your fates
straight I watch ou blood Its pumping black Baby your loves with me Here we go round Youre red and youre red You writhing away From under my heel Run way your
atonement for my sins, enemies I'm comin for 'em On the run like Lucas, preventin niggaz from reproducin Heirs to thrones so I cut short your feature
place to face the fate From below taken, trapped and tied in chains Serpent spewing venom from above The serpent never stop spitting out its searing venom Not for