Текст песни Devoid of Grace - Зло против них

"Evil against them"

Your minutes - as the stake in the chest,

The request for the victim not to frighten flattery.

I soak up every cell, votki in their DNA code,

Death will be labeled, fear will not call.

Stretch out your hand - to get me,

My name has always been - "Blood".

Reflected in the mirror, not only you,

Wipe your eyes poison and salt.

Eat Death !!

Eat evil !!!

Consume All !!!

To use all !!!

Eat Evil - against them,

Eat Death - against these !!!

In the tracks come with me,

Score a mouthful of bile.

Do whatever you want with me,

My minutes are melting like a candle.

Your second will melt like ice,

My heart rib cage presses.

Make me doubt,

Make hand to unclench.

This is life or is it all a dream?

The last straw to give ...

Come darkness ...