Sinsaenum - Echoes of the Tortured

From beyond the veil of mist there coming,
sadomasochistic creatures of hate.
See the cruelty in their eyes,
they are here to make you pay.

Cold merciless genocide,
persecutors from the depths of Hell.
Your wretched souls will burn in Hell.

Severing, feel the blade!
Tearing through your head and breaking the bones.
Impaled fetid stench!
Coming from the feces and the organs exposed.

Mutilation, feel the nails!
Carving a path through your flesh.
Punishment of mankind,
crushed by the hands of death.

A thousand ways to make you scream and suffer.
Fatal actions leading to your demise.
Mangled bodies, rotting corpses,
festering and scarified.

Burning skin, putrefaction.
This madness won't stop until we all die.

Severing, feel the blade!
Tearing through your head and breaking the bones.
Impaled fetid stench!
Coming from the feces and the organs exposed.

Mutilation, feel the nails!
Carving a path through your flesh.
Punishment of mankind,
crushed by the hands of death.

Crushed by the hands of death!

Severing, feel the blade!
Tearing through your head and breaking the bones.
Impaled fetid stench!
Coming from the feces and the organs exposed.

Mutilation, feel the nails!
Carving a path through your flesh.
Punishment of mankind,
crushed by the hands of death.

Your wretched souls will burn in Hell...