Rot To Dead

Dark eyes meet in a black corner of the earthHate burns scars within our mindsFalse shall be separated from the trueThe moment of departure follows timeNocturnal wrath unfolds us...Melancholic silence surrounds...Walls are breeding malignant seeds...The spawn of hate shall be unleashedRot to Dead!!!Face to face - brother against brotherThe bitter taste of loss of own idealsAtmosphere of evil, selfish mindsin a battle which no-one will prevailParadoxal tranquillity...Leads the Fiend out of our minds...Raging wrath - now weeping sorrow...But Hate remains in our hearts...