Текст песни Oblivion Machine - Эфтаназия

Black disease pain
The world turned into a groan

The soul absorbed the pain
How the bunches poured
Juice in holy paradise

Taste of blood on the lips
Oh this fruit is sweet
Taste and tear apart the flesh!

Through the soul
A sad look will penetrate
Angela
Your blood
Can't save
Me

Oh it's misery
No reward in the sky, no
Eternal frozen dead sleep
Dream to wake up
My affliction ...

And I kiss death
My dark bride
Wedding is my destiny ...