Descending from a legacy of remorse
i am a man without identity
a whispering echoes into my head
the past reveals
the suffering of souls along the way
there is a distant sense of impiety
mankind is like a tale of an insane
look inside your mind
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Sorrow and pain
agony and rage
war and disease
atavic evil will be
Chorus
Death legacy(x5)
Old generation seem the pestilence
they only spred remorse and vacuity
morality is the sound of innocence
don't waste your time
to follow someone with a bloody tie
democracy is the sign of liberty
the occult powers just try to deny
the essence of life
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Chorus
The legacy will be a world with no dream
insanity disease, no hope for who live
men who commited these crimes are burned alive
the death is the only gift for this mortal sin.