MY MIND IS BRANDED
BY NIGHTMARES OF PAST
THAT COME BACK TO PRESENT
AND PREDICT A UNCERTAIN FUTURE
WHEN THE DEATH IS DAILY
AND THE LIFE RIGHTS
ARE IN STRANGE HANDS
THAT AREN´T OF THE ARCHITECT OF LIFE
BATTLES WITHOUT MERCY
WHEN THE DEATH´S NECKLACE
EXPLOTE IN YOUR NECK
LIVE WITHOUT LIVE
FRUITS OF THE EARTH
INFESTED WITH MINE FIELD´S
SPREADED BY MADNESS
DIE WITHOUT DIE
Chorus
BATTLES WITHOUT TRUCE
LIVE WITHOUT LIVE
PARADE OF MUTILATED
DIE WITHOUT DIE
DISMEMBERED BY MADNESS
LIVE WITHOUT LIVE
PARADE OF MUTILATED
DIE WITHOUT DIE
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