Scythe of Scarecrow - Fragments Of Unbecoming

Blood is on my hands!

Stand strong, watch out!

Forward to desecration!

Never me, it’s all for you

Contact, collapse — domination of the wicked

Indecent, heaven sent

The world hates me

I’ve got this glorious feeling

Blood still rains on me, the slaughtering has begun

I am out of any emotion, I leave this place behind

My revenge tastes bitter sweet in a war of pain and deceit

Ignorance and hate is my recipe, a step to hope or misery

We are all on our way to burn a mark into the history

Satisfaction in a higher form

Doesn’t matter what you want, you’ll get what you deserve!

A bloody piece of freedom, don’t know where my heart belongs to

Start the killing!

Forward, forward — I can’t stand that feeling

Daylight, unlight — to start a brutal war

Empty emotion, my eyes are filled with hatred

Lost in confusion, is this my inner will?

I am out of any emotion, I leave this place behind

My revenge tastes bitter sweet, sacrifice and prepare yourself to die!

To die!

Killing is my pleasure — out of my eyes!

It’s such an aggressive measure — they come from behind…

Sadistic acts (we have to) run faster — unearthly hate

Now we gotta get the shadows to hide

Scythe of scarecrow — I have no fear, the time to think this time is near

Ignorance and hate is my recipe …

Scythe Of Scarecrow

Lost all control, try to make the right decision!

What’s the key to our final mission?

One choice left, this is our way to death…

Death is real, my heartbeat I can feel

I think this is the right decision, now we start our final mission…

Start the killing …

Killing is my pleasure …

Blood is on my hands!