Stormy fire, no chance to run away  No regrets for sucking weakness    This is the creature of demolition and war  You've got the power and richness  Mutual mortifying    Suffer is their goal  Endless power, soulless streaming  Burning eyes, the old  Fist of sorrow, angel feeding    Burning eyes, are bleed on my  No responsibility    After all excremental life  No being is the best  Suffer dying; suffer pain  Go up and try to rest.    Creatures with much blasphemy  No one is geranial  Fire; ice my destiny  Blasphemy is my yearn    Mutual mortifying my soul is going on  Mutual mortifying the beast the soulless ghost    Torture bastards' feelings, not for damned pestilence  Torture bastards' feelings, not for damned pestilence    This is the creature of demolition and war  You've got the power and richness  Mutual mortifying