Letra da Música: Twisted Reallity (Gift of All Sacrifice) - Unholy Inquisition

The one who twists reality
Who resurrect images from dreams
No truth in his life
Cause lie he carries deep in his heart

For him decision means life
But life for him means nothing
Everything he predicts
And your fear is like a drop from great sky

Beast or just son of a bitch
Born in sin and will die within

What is the pleasure?
What is the pain?
Is it real only what he imagined?

He can't live with something
What's not pure
No longer emotionally empty
Somewhere he will find his treasure
Or nowhere, ever

Malignant moments of inattentiveness
And mirror of separation breaks apart
Like success after thousand attempts
Gift of all sacrifice