Invincible War

The end of your life in the beggining of pain Evil will born in the deep of your soul With powers of ancestrals gods of hell Burn the pride of the immortals Your disease is sucked by Satan So your blood now is turning black Your dream is over on the

Mirror sky, shows me your reflex Aggressions quickmatch on the hell of land Washing the floor of this century's end This Metal difusion is falta, bloody and hatred [Chorus] Going down the stairs of hell Search it! Has its smell Exploring two mirror's