Оригинальный текст песни Rivers Of Blood
Sick thoughts, a shattered sanity
Dead bodies lay before me
Pure hatred rise with thirst for blood
My poor victims now worship me
As they ripped in pieces
As they ripped in pieces
Days are filled with hate, blood and sweat
Who will be my next victim ?
Inside my mind there is no patience
It's time for hunt, It's time for hunt
Oh sweet victim of mine, I offer you a new life
Oh sweet victim of mine, I offer you a new life
Where dead bodies find peace and tranquilty
Trees fed by rivers of blood,
Where dead bodies find peace and tranquilty
Trees fed by rivers of blood, souls bow before my throne
its time for hunt
Dead bodies were raped, tortured
No body parts were ruined, all processed
And ready to eat
No tongue will define this massacre
When your remains are found
Under the red skies of doom
its time for hunt
Sick thoughts, a shattered sanity
Dead bodies lay before me
Pure hatred rise with thirst for blood
My poor victims now worship me
Oh sweet victim of mine, I offer you a new life
Oh sweet victim of mine, I offer you a new life
Where dead bodies find peace and tranquilty
Trees fed by rivers of blood,
Where dead bodies find peace and tranquilty
Trees fed by rivers of blood, souls bow before my throne
Under the red skies of doom
its time for hunt
Under the red skies of doom
its time for hunt