Spread your hate 

Some dead children with burnt skins 
Are playing under a dead snow, wearing gas-masks 
heavy and suffocating atmosphere 
Mixing sulphur and dust with the smell of cadavers 
They dance among [bad word]  among human corpses 
Hand in hand, they enjoy their despair 

Angels of Misery...Rise... 

As they heard a move, they stop their game 
Their lifeless eyes gazing to me 
crows are stopping their flights and vultures their lunch 
All of them found in me their new target 

claws and kicks are beating me 
Violating my bitter body 
i scream and enjoy this suffering 
Till my blood color the ground 

From above, the black snow is falling around me 
Lost and mutilated in a world i can't understand 
The children laugh about my own misery 
Spread your wings, angels of misery