Death Multiplies (исполнитель: Depressed Mode)
Luring my mind to this endless way of death and pain to deal with the endless day Death multiples again again This huge amount of the dead bodies on these roads Rising from the dead as quickly as they're born I watch these falling rocks with fire from the sky Seems like this prophecy has now prefilled Holding this godless cup of venom in my hands now I'm bound to drink the liquid scent of death I feel the [bad word] out from my veins My eyes feel like ice, being a part of me Your eyes feel so cold You're bound to feel this agony You die, in a glimpse of a second You smile on my final breath Brought by pain far away I am loosing my mind, nothing in vain Me to blame, I am reborn