No vision of the past
Only the futur like horizon
No remorse for Old Act
The crime is a new passion
Century of decline,
Black blood in my mind
Century of decline
My blood in your eyes
In first the competivty
and in the last de nativity
Now we are going to kill baby
It's better, we save money..
you are bleeding, you're suffering,
you cry, to try to build your life...
Your screams, your blood, your lie your die..
you are, you were, you could be....
Century of decline,
Black blood in my mind
Century of decline
My blood in your eyes
you don't want be sacrified
but when you try to escape the time,
when you are lost in my mind,
in silence and violence you die
Now, no importance the death is near
You can cry, lie, there is nobody to hear
Come my son, Come in my world
Come my son, Come in my horde
Century of decline,
Black blood in my mind
Century of decline
My blood in your eyes
