WITCHTRAP LYRICS

1. Serial Aggressor

Know the nonsense war of my natural balance
From my killing personality there’s no escape
With hatred I laugh and feel the intense pain

Of my dark existence and my life in hell, Hell!
I’m on the hunt your life is lost
And your reality is agony and pain
I can’t be seen, and a disguise is what I am
Fight for your life and make a stand if you can

Can you hear the one thousand thoughts whisper evil in the night?
The dark abyss that you behold is the eye that watches me.
Macabre illusions. Disastrous end. A lunacy preacher is what I am.
Collected bodies. Delivered souls. More will follow once you fall.

Now is your darkest hour and with my knife I’ll force you
Through the fog in the streets, it’s time for the extreme terror
I’ve smelled the adrenaline that floods all your veins
Prepare to die and face your extinction. Die!

2. Death Pain

Guilty for sinning and practicing heresy
Cross examination under the laws of the faith.
Nobody can save you even god wouldn’t be able.
The verdict has been taken by sadistic brains.

Morbid ejaculation and sadistic lust
The Priest of sin is deluding your soul.
He's making you suffer, He's letting you bleed
you’re begging for mercy and the ending of your grief.

[Pre-chorus:]
The dreams has gone, the nightmare just begun
The Deathpain is in command to deliver you from hell.
All Hope is lost, all torments are born
The Deathpain is the judge that sets you free.

[Chorus:]
Death pain, morbid torment.
Hellish pain, satanic rites.
Death pain, bawdy blood lust.
Hellish pain, sadistically insane.

3. Dark Millenium

A new day is born. Human catharsis is on the go.
New generations without disguise. They are willing to take command.
It’s time to kill, it’s time to purify. No holy water, but a burning pyre.
They choose their side into a chaos pool. The rumors say the world will end today.

Pray! They’re aware of the true of it all.
Hear the fear that echoes from your guilty mind.
Cursed are your forefathers’ souls for what they did.
Load your guns! Now the law is in everybody’s hands.

Hypocrisy. Power games. Numbers, hope and deception.
Ancient times. Golden realms. Ruins, mummies and dust.
A god to pray. Rules to live, fuck, laugh, work, sleep, shit and die.
Prepare for war. You will win or lose. Four thousand years beneath the sand.

Tomorrow’s children arise today. They’re out from jail. They were always free.
Mankind’s fear gasps for air. Apocalypse is lost and never found.
Torches feed on human flesh. Inquisition in the wrong hands.
Fed up with hunger and misery, their legions want you to know they’re awake.

Pray! They’re aware of the true of it all.
Hear the fear that echoes from your guilty mind.
Cursed are your forefathers’ souls for what they did.
Load your guns! Now the law is in everybody’s hands.

Hypocrisy. Power games. Numbers, hope and deception.
Ancient times. Golden realms. Ruins, mummies and dust.
A god to pray. Rules to live, fuck, laugh, work, sleep, shit and die.
Prepare for war. You will win or lose. Four thousand years beneath the sand.

Illusion. They told you lies. Illusion.
Suffering. They gave you pain. Suffering.

Debate the mystery of life. Do you really care?
Live today tomorrow’s child. The mirror won’t victimize no more.

Live right away! A new millennium starts today.
Live right away! Forgotten shades burn behind.

4. Thrash Metal Attack

[originally by Savage Aggression]

The Thrash’s return, this is the hour
Prepare your minds, feel the bore
Violent sound, devilish strings
Destroy your hand, the war began

Thrash Metal Attack
Thrash Metal Attack!

Raise your guitar, Kill a priest
Stab his heart, and listen to their cries
They’re like Thrash Metal
You can’t escape to their rites
Their invocations of the evil gods
In name of the Thrash

Thrash Metal Attack
Thrash Metal Attack!

5. Vestigios De Guerra

[originally by Dirges]

Vestigios de guerra quedan aun
Muertos vivientes que nunca marcharán
Vestigios de guerra
Niños sin piernas madres sin hogar.

Todos tus amigos murieron en la guerra
En una lucha por la paz
Ahora solo tienes vestigios de guerra
Y esperar tu final.

6. Epitafio (Grito Sepulcral)

[originally by Sobibor]

Que Lugar Tan Húmedo
Que Aprisiona Este Cajón
He Despertado De Repente
Que Delgado Estoy.

Aquí Solo Estoy - Y Ahora Lo Entiendo
Que quedo De Mi Familia - No Volverán
Lo Que Queda De Mi Cuerpo - Se Pudrirá
Y El Recuerdo De Mi Vida - Se Extinguirá.

Ya Ha Llegado El Fin - En Libertad
Todas Las Cadenas - Se Romperán
Todas Las Pasiones - Que Me Hacían Esclavo
Ya No Hay Sentimientos.

No Quedan Mas [8x]







WITCHTRAP LYRICS