Paradox 앨범 : Fragrance Of Violence
작사 : Charly Steinhauer
작곡 : Charly Steinhauer
After all the blood has flowed,
And war roar was scattered by the wind, the wind.
Combatants who have survived,
Crawl out of their trenches and comprehend their sins.
Smell of dying lingers in the air.
Hear the moans of death aspirants.
Bloated corpses on the battlefield.
I get sick with this idea!
Fragrance of violence! Wounds open wide.
Fragrance of violence! Slit organs bleed inside.
I feel the shattered dreams.
Hundreds of souls are displaced, erased.
Race of destruction and hatred,
It finally shows its face. We’re damned and disgraced.
Smell of dying lingers in the air.
Hear the moans of death aspirants.
Bloated corpses on the battlefield.
I get sick with this idea!
Fragrance of violence! Wounds open wide.
Fragrance of violence! Slit organs bleed inside.
Stroke! Disintegration, decay.
Rot! Odor of death, decomposing.
Inglorious ending forced by mendacity.
Smell of dying lingers in the air.
Hear the moans of death aspirants.
Bloated corpses on the battlefield.
I get sick with this idea!
Fragrance of violence! Wounds open wide.
Fragrance of violence! Slit organs bleed inside.
Soldiers of a heresy bring their canons and their God,
send you to a shallow grave in the mud of bigotry.
Orders of some noblemen, double-faced and double-tongued,
dubious morality, violence, the tool of choice!
After all the blood has flowed,
And war roar was scattered by the wind, the wind.
Combatants who have survived,
Crawl out of their trenches and comprehend their sins.
Smell of dying lingers in the air.
Hear the moans of death aspirants.
Bloated corpses on the battlefield.
I get sick with this idea!
Fragrance of violence! Wounds open wide.
Fragrance of violence! Slit organs bleed inside.
I feel the shattered dreams.
Hundreds of souls are displaced, erased.
Race of destruction and hatred,
It finally shows its face. We’re damned and disgraced.
Smell of dying lingers in the air.
Hear the moans of death aspirants.
Bloated corpses on the battlefield.
I get sick with this idea!
Fragrance of violence! Wounds open wide.
Fragrance of violence! Slit organs bleed inside.
Stroke! Disintegration, decay.
Rot! Odor of death, decomposing.
Inglorious ending forced by mendacity.
Smell of dying lingers in the air.
Hear the moans of death aspirants.
Bloated corpses on the battlefield.
I get sick with this idea!
Fragrance of violence! Wounds open wide.
Fragrance of violence! Slit organs bleed inside.
Soldiers of a heresy bring their canons and their God,
send you to a shallow grave in the mud of bigotry.
Orders of some noblemen, double-faced and double-tongued,
dubious morality, violence, the tool of choice!
After all the blood has flowed,
And war roar was scattered by the wind, the wind.
Combatants who have survived,
Crawl out of their trenches and comprehend their sins.
Smell of dying lingers in the air.
Hear the moans of death aspirants.
Bloated corpses on the battlefield.
I get sick with this idea!
Fragrance of violence! Wounds open wide.
Fragrance of violence! Slit organs bleed inside.
I feel the shattered dreams.
Hundreds of souls are displaced, erased.
Race of destruction and hatred,
It finally shows its face. We’re damned and disgraced.
Smell of dying lingers in the air.
Hear the moans of death aspirants.
Bloated corpses on the battlefield.
I get sick with this idea!
Fragrance of violence! Wounds open wide.
Fragrance of violence! Slit organs bleed inside.
Stroke! Disintegration, decay.
Rot! Odor of death, decomposing.
Inglorious ending forced by mendacity.
Smell of dying lingers in the air.
Hear the moans of death aspirants.
Bloated corpses on the battlefield.
I get sick with this idea!
Fragrance of violence! Wounds open wide.
Fragrance of violence! Slit organs bleed inside.
Soldiers of a heresy bring their canons and their God,
send you to a shallow grave in the mud of bigotry.
Orders of some noblemen, double-faced and double-tongued,
dubious morality, violence, the tool of choice!