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