Death Of The Immortals

The end of your life in the beggining of pain

Evil will born in the deep of your soul

With powers of ancestrals gods of hell

Burn the pride of the immortals

Your disease is sucked by Satan

So your blood now is turning black

Your dream is over on the center of my hand

So this is the end of the immortals

Don't go to the sky

Your way is the hell

Betrayed by cry of your children

Men no more look for your future

To live in the hot shadows of Earth

You'll die with the glorious

Salvation is the song of the beast

And it's food is the blood of it's sons

Kill to survive and creep with me

'Cause you're not the victorious