History of mankind History of questionmarks The longnig for discovery of the origin And the meaning of existence of life Searching for the answers Lack
Novota vskutku podivna i na hradek muj dolehla Sluha boha zkri?eneho zmamil sluchu lidu meho Pred par lety kterak ?ebrak musil u mne prositi A nyni
Our swords, pikes, and axes As if they had sharper edges Victory is close - at hand Hymns are sung in the land Ends this horrid dream of enemies And
Polnice hlahol Poehlu?i zvon kostelni ?tikot kulometu Memu uchu lahodi Ma pomsta i hniv Rozdmychava mocny ?ar Oheo v?espalujici V oadach neoatel ?ioici
Vukol vyjev desuplny, pole ?irne pobitevni Mrcho?ravci precpani, terichy jim pukaji Krajem smrti kolimahy hrbitovni ji? drkotaji Po mnoho dnuch zdechliny
Tak tedy obna?me meee le?tine Nech? lesk ten oei sokuch oslepne Vypus?me psy i ptactvo drave Vydejme povely eeladce ?oldneoske Bodaky nasadit Granaty
In the real heart of Luka In the centre of Midnight Empire On steep bank Over wild river In dazzling glare Of silver fullmoon Towers of
much space) im feelin' it man, theyre gonna break it up. (the name is vampirogo)The anme is vampirogo... bomb your fuckin ass on bed of butcher knives
me some scars The world needs guts, the world needs us Hey you Crying 'cause your best friend's splattered against the wall Hey you Some maniac butcher
Trying to conceal his murders The maniac stabs the heart, stops the flow Cleaning up the blood's a problem He now solves, hooks through heels Hung and
Homicidal maniac - No shadow - No name Ultimate hunter - Playing ultimate game Patience awaiting prey - No conscience for his deeds Deals another deathblow
me and dre and 50 we will never get caught by the cops CSI they hate us but they gotta give a lot of props The drama pops Grab the butcher knife from
I go for dolo you ain't checkin' for nuttin' less My strategy is splittin' brain cavity's It's ya majesty bringin' you a tragedy Yeah, on the butcher
a lot Best thing that ever happened to me Pushing me to the edge Holding a butcher knife to the trachea Of my once future wife She's a maniac for
die? I'm a maniac killa, blood gets spilled A maniac killa, don't get killed I'm a maniac killa, blood gets spilled A maniac killa, don't get killed
from my maniacal mind Bodies at my disposal, god I love to grind The grindbox, a carnage carton A device to hellishly butcher Pushing your morsels inside
across the floor Run the butcher is hunting me see the clever in front of me raise the clever above my head stab his neck the butcher is dead
tenderness that's burning in my heart Everything's on fire Everything's on fire Everything's on fire Everything's on fire If you can't open your eyes in the morning If some maniac