The Gates From Putrefaction

Show to the world his mortal hate
Thete is only the force of the destruction
Drowing endlessly the love
So are opens the gates from putrefaction

This is the fate
A deep agony possesses me
So bringed moment of hate
Is the reflection of our insanity

Opens the gates from putrefaction
Where will out the prince of all lifes
That crudely call the countless death
To complete the deads with cruelty