DROWNED LYRICS

1. Butchery Age Has Come

Bodies and puddles of blood
are making the boundaries of hell.
The river of blood flows down.
Stamming hill is after the rain of fire!

Butchery age has come!

Innocents have no voice...
No more innocents...
Accomplices of death...

I am the assassin, but I have no chance!
Here is to kill or to die.

2. When to Kill is a Worthy Job

Oh, Death, face to mewhen I talk to you.
You had the chance to kill me but you've failed!
I've tasted the pain pulsing under my skin.
I've returned to make justice
with my own hands!

One by one...
I've drowned your souls
through the tears of your widows.
When to kill is a worthy job!

One by one, we take your lives.
Here is no place for fucking betrayers.
If you cannot honor your words...
One by one, well take your lives!

3. Hate is a Greater Thing to Feel

Hate is the light that clears my sigt.
It makes me strong to fight!
I live my life blessed by hate.
With the mind free. I choose my fate!
I reject your showing of love.
This means nothing to me.

I'm very proud nowadays,
'cause my heart is full of hate...
and hate is the greater thing to feel!
It's the true power!

I am immortal. I am eternal.
I have hate enough inside me to prove it.
I do not make deals with light or darkness.
My troubles I solve them with bullets in heads!
I reject your crucified hero.
He means less than nothing to me.

Hate is the only thing to feel!

4. The Beginning End

We were born to fight. Don't deny that holy fate.
We have an ancient taste...
The taste to see some dying.
We are naturally evil, pretending to be godly.
If you hate, others will.
If you kill them... others die!

World needs a new order.
so let's end the human race!

There's no time for crying,
no time for foolish sadness.
We are free in a cage.
Our ape instincts are strong.
A deadly end is always waiting us,
in every corner.
Who knows how long...
our enemies could survive.

World needs a new order,
so let's end the human race!

The world has the terror it's deserved.
This is the begging of the end.

5. Heroes Dies First

Kill the heroes. They are so useless.
No Empire lives with all of them.
Some must be killed to dignify the cowards ones
we've kept alive.

Always remember. Heroes die first!

Who survives at last, bloody wins! All is a rush.
Turn your fate to the King of a dying world!

After eliminating your opposites, kill yourself,
you became useless too.
Some must be killed to dignify the coward ones
we've kept alive.

6. Massacre is Justice

Life is unjust; death is my trust,
our ending, and our rust...
I have one odeal, the one to kill,
and make them all kneel!
My fate feeds, the pleasant needs,
every dead can spread.

We have always needed the chance to make
the world vanishes... in the haze.

Massacre is fair! If you have born,
some day you will fall on the ground.
Massacre is justice! If they'd searched for,
why I cannot kill them right now?

I will make my sins, this way it begins,
only the weak wins.
Forge their graves, first do them slaves,
no Jesus could save.
No compassion, fear and deception...
your life goes on.

We will spread chaos and spill on earth the
sacred seeds of hell.

7. Cry Your Dead Way

Do not ask despair your disgrace.
You see the trees of anger.
so you must harvest it.
You are so eminent, but in fact so fragile.
Maybe you take care next time
when provoking.
Do not ask me think about
dilacerated bodies.
Time's up to bury the ones
that wandered my land.

Try hate turned me stronger now.
My force is only to see you fall.
Your godness surprises even God.
Your cruelty does jealousy in Hell.

Count the bodies found
but cry you dead away!

No destruction you provide
will bring peace.
Your fate is to die with rotten
flags burning you.
In your burial will not be widows,
just lawyers and demons
to make you share.
Do not ask me
to despair your disgrace.
You seed the tree of anger.
So you must harvest it.

Thy hate is only jealousy in Hell.
My force turned me even God.

8. Natural Born Killers

We must each other!
We must kill or die!
Do it now! It cleans your way!
Death is the main thing
that we'll know someday.
No boundaries...
To kill is easy and fast.

Natural born killers...
Once a killer, always a killer...
Natural born killers...
We don't need heroes.
We just need victims.
You can be the next!

There's blood in my visions!
There's murder in my visions!

We'll fight hard until this world breaks down!

9. The Peace Comes to Destroy

Their culture is a dictatorship
of material slavery.
Lovers of the stench carcass of society...

Keep the peace in the ruins.
The peace comes to destroy.
Bring them to rot... to rot in peace!

Prepare the weapons.
The peacemakers come back.

Get out of this war. This is not yours.
Go to hell with your fucking peace.
My way I take... with honor and dignity.

Keep the peace in the ruins.
The peace comes to destroy.
Bring them to rot... to rot in peace!

The peace comes to kill!

10. Armies of Dead Men

The morbid march trembles the world.
We can hear the steps of death.
We feel the bones banging in the flesh.
The earth scared by the wings of evil.

Dead men don't feel pain.
The armies of dead men!

The march goes on terrifying even tyrants.
The human life means nothing to them.
Women are raped and kids are tortured.
The earth scarred by the wings of evil...

Dead men will kill. The armies of dead men!

Make god in pieces. Put him in hell.
Stab his mother. She always wanted.
Make them in pieces. Put them in hell.

God would never hear their prayers.
'cause he would never wish their souls.

Dead men don't talk...
The armies of dead men!
Dead men don't think...
The armies of dead men!

11. Reign of Slaughters

This is the world ruled by the Christian conduct.
Years of suffering and extreme violence...
They forge demons and devils
to justify the decadence of their ideology.

Christian kids are sleeping
in a cradle of wickdness.
Dawn on kness and learn
to accept the Christian hell.

Representative pedophile...
Profane the innocent souls.
This is the reign ruled
by the Christian hypocrisy.
Reign of slaughters.

This is the earth ruled
by the Christian tyranny.
They make you suffer
and believe in malevolencies.
This is the place ruled
by the Christian agony.
Their heaven is a hell of prejudices
to punish the scum.

12. Hell Made with Certain Measure

You don't need being dead to suffer in hell.
To perish alive is worst than dead.
The pain is real.

You live like a winner a whole life of defeat!
Your faith is a hoax!
To die in a cross will never be a victory.
Wake up and don't fall into this trap!

Hell made with certain measure.
Death is your pleasure!

Die with your God, motherfucker!

Reality... burnt as hell!
You already chose your sentence.







DROWNED LYRICS