Children Of The Cross — Dismember

I've seen thousands of deaths, my thoughts always injured.

I really do not care about will survive or not In this life, a desperate mind. Lies, lies, see the madness in their eyes. Children baptized, lost on the trail of dead. My resurrected savior, from grave to grave, I follow you.

In the stigmata, the crucified. I give you my life.

I am looking for the source of the darkness that covers me, Hatred and soul now united. Destroy the source of light, so I hated. Hatred and life is now united.