Letras:
Sodom Masquerade In Blood

: Living spaces, contaminated By all the fatal scrap They'll coming down, materialised Enchanted by the grace of god They'll keep their eyes on you

: A fateful day when you lost your mind Pulsing blood but tour body won't die They hold up the mirror to your face New definitions to the human race

: Give me a sign that you exist At the threshold of entrance I'm filled with hopes and yearning To find a way beyond the death Condemned to leave this

the foul stench of death Corpses of the wicked Wide-spreading grief and terror The sacred rise above Seeking to the ground Deadringers, warmongers, hypochrists Masquerade in blood

: I'm a powerkeg, ready to explode Never admit defeat in the last resort You better run to set you free Because my bloodlust jerks my mind to kill Don

: Als Knabe stand er vor dem Spiegel Berauscht vom Duft der ersten Liebe Es waren diese Tr?ume da Er sp?rte das es anders war Das erste Mal das ich

: Don't be afraid of any man No matter what his size Just call on me, I will be there And I will equalise Peacemaker's law Thumb-buster's draw Peacemaker

the foul stench of death Corpses of the wicked Wide-spreading grief and terror The sacred rise above Seeking to the ground Deadringers, warmongers, hypochrists Masquerade in blood

Tradução: Sodoma. Masquerade in Blood.