Sadness are moments That when added to the hate And the human stupidity Take us to the abyss of a putrid mind (Refrão) Able to kill And to feel pride To drink of your blood And to satiate To eat your viceras In a total ecstasy And penetrate you Until the pleasure Dreams are images Reflected from a morbid childhood Pathetic and humiliating But the sagacity become surgical precision. (Murderer's Mind) Thy beg shall not serve I want, but I cannot stop it I ejaculate my hate in your body And I satiate myself Regurgitating in my soul (Portugues) Lembranças fomentam o ódio que veste meu rosto Ansiando a escuridão no atormentado recôndito do meu ser Prelúdio de um fenecer proferido à minha amargurada sina (Refrão)