Convulsion - Torture Squad

The world crosses for hard moments, an increase ofpain

Absolute ideas of peace finish in disdain

Unnecessary discussions aid this intolerable will

Living in a sickening world, all the stink we cansmell

And once more the earth cries

Convulsion!

The land exhales a stinky sty

Convulsion!

So many deaths in the name of power accelerating theend

A real deception of this mankind, nobody gets tounderstand

A cold wind blow the seeds of discording, black cloudscovering the sky

The shaken faith in the heart of the weak, dark agesbegin to rise!

Different minds, different thoughts, seclused in aspiritual maze

Manipulate the facts with mastery, everything to daze

In a structure made of obscure acts, your pain… you'll be found

Sentence of death to the world, black forces infectthe ground