I was born in a world of putrefaction
The man who cries during thousand years
With the fire in his eyes construct
The big monument of decay and depravation

Who is the saviour of this brutal dead
The portrait shows an horrible scene
Infect the wounds of my suspicious fate
Infect the heart of my sigh of hate

The monument is a reflection of worst sins
Senseless capacity, broke mirror, anguish
Return from dead side with an horrible
Scene of hell, depravation, mutilation, burn! !

The fallen angel burn in the flames of decay
His wings sucumb, his life expired
The frantic man with stained with blood hands
Model the evil like bad visions of men

'I am the son of the architect
I forget my real fate
I'm a mercenary of wicked web

Evil Homage

The unknown figure in the horizon
Pile of corpses in harmony gushing blood
Is the monument of decay

I was born in a world of putrefaction
The man who cries during thousand years
Return from dead side with an horrible
Scene of hell, depravation, mutilation, burn! !

Who is the saviour of this brutal deed
The portrait shows an horrible scene
Infect the wounds of my suspicious fate
Infect the heart of my sigh of hate