Текст песни A113 - Палач

This pale world
So frightening us
War kills us all
Only sow hate in the soul

Burn body alive
All hopes are burned

Mountains of the dead tel
Rotting in hell
will not be so bigger as it was before
God sees patience there is a limit

trembles in chest
Resentment and anger
only in front of dust
Fate brought us to a dead end
in deadlock

each of us is waiting behind
Running cry
Calling into battle

We will kill
in your eyes
Felt in the thirst
Your pain and fear

feelings are devoid of only pain inside
I am ready to die, and is you ready
Only we decide who is worthy to live
And who will be buried next