Vitutus millenium

Behind your every dream I see a deceiver smile Judas at your door,the uncreation of the killing kind Still you´re playing god in your empty box The game of "who´s the jesus and who´s the...

For aeon's of misery and human ages of lies Grievance had strike that night not for the first of yet for the last time And the eerie sound filled the air that night You know the sound of bomber's...