Bejelit - Your Personal Hell

Reason, or treason a crime justified
You are know as promiser
Terror inspired by that look in your eyes
Bringer of this war

And we could die forevermore
Just for your sake, without rewards
And the only words well hear from you shall be just lies
Treat people like theyre scums of life
The thrash you must erase, or die!
Ruler of the Apocalypse, the time will come for you to pay your toll!

Never trust the words of a liar
cause he'll pay you back with fire,
Were lambs to slain to get power,
He turns the world into his personal hell

You think you can get whatever you want
By the power of your stone
You can't regret any crime no more
Ass-clown of this world

Then we shall rise, once and for all
To scream out loud, to make your fall
With that Bejelit you give the power to open up the gate of hell
Never trust the words of a liar
cause he'll pay you back with fire,
Were lambs to slain to get power,
He turns the world into his personal hell
Dont trust the words of a liar
He will pay back with fire
Sacrifice us to get power,
Turns the world into his personal hell

Burn their town
Slain their men
Rape their women
Cut their head

Believe me
Believe me
I'll lead you souls in heaven