Murder - Ragnarok

Your stinking perfume can’t hide piss

With my lethal arsenal I serve you Hell

Bloodstained I rejoice watching you wither

The turbulent abyss within

The urge, the hunger

Demanding your funeral I feel so alive

No-one- is closer to the Devil

Than me on my nightly raids

Hell prepares a red carpet for me

Murder… executioner procedure

Murder… death bringer strategy

Murder… I’ll will amhush

Murder… carnivorous manoeuvre

Murder… a sharp caress by knife

Murder… massive triumph over life