מילים לשיר Rot To Dead – Sentenced

Dark eyes meet in a black corner of the earth
False shall be separated from the true
Hate burns scars within our minds
The moment of departure follows time Nocturnal wrath unfolds us.
Walls are breeding malignant seeds.
Melancholic silence surrounds.
The spawn of hate shall be unleashed
Rot to Dead! The bitter taste of loss of own ideals
Atmosphere of evil, selfish minds Face to face in a battle which noParadoxal tranquillity.
Leads the Fiend out of our minds.
But Hate remains in our hearts.Raging wrath - now weeping sorrow.