Rotten Tree

All that marks always leaves
A trace on the floor
A chained old Wiseman
That bleeds every day

Has given us fire and science
The dark eagle devours him for centuries
Offsprings from the same rotten tree

Vanity lives in coffins
Inside our veins lies money

How much is the truth worth
If we face the cycle of vice
A chain saw will pass
Extreme balance

The gears are adjusted
An enemies reflection in your eyes
Do not be tormented
By this sight…hellish moments

When the Bell rings
The earth’s been shaken
The Sun disappeared
Great genius of evil

When locked inside your soul,
Do not dig a hole, Fight!

Harvest of blood and curses.
Don’t lie to me
Cruelty and despair
Madness, madness
Welcome to hell
Devil’s laughter
Rotten tree
Rotten tree