Black rotting blood invades my ailing flesh  Destroys and burns me down alive  Elcerated lips stinking of death  Excommunicated creators of mine  Blasphemous words and eyes that bleed  In horrible never ending torments  Waiting for hell my dead body looks ahead  That will be soon the end  Prepare you to die  This comes unexpectedly  Ask nobody "why?  It's Just an inevitable thing  Still existing mind being in deadly fear  Soon will be only heap of musty rot  Tongue, heart and all my guts shall be digested  by the necrophobuc grubs  No hope I must die and turn to ashen dust  My soul will fly away to realms of dead  Absurd resistance, I feel, Darkness takes my soul  I'm only, after all, the slave of hell  Raise from this grave  Is fear in your eyes?  You have to leave your flesh  Still wait for you - decapitated saints  I've died to live in everlasting world  Where reigns death and holy low of hate  Omnipotent lords freeding the growns  Of turn souls imploring for mercy  I'm in the place, where sin is all around  And blood flowns from every clipped head  A Billion dirty souls decay in ones own blood  Awaiting benefical touch of force, that let'em die!  I'm rising up above eternal mists  Heavens lie at feet of mine  Wandering the sky I see transformet Christ  Whose head I'm holding in my hand  Is it possible, the heaven is the hell?  Perhaps it's my own terrible dream  Clipped sacred heads seem to say to me  "That's true, the sky has turned to fire!"