Symphony of Depraved - Goreinhaled

Punished by my owner I wake up in unknown place,

there are heard weepings attracted by this symphony

I follow the symphony,

corridors of lamentations,

moribund in every corner,

walls that weep for blood

Labyrinth of tortures, remains of meat decorate it,

as a rate looking for the exit, the game of my owner,

punishment is incompetent, disconsolate souls

Following symphony of the depraved

The sound of the knife cutting his heads

art and modesty bodies dismembered,

lost in this bloody marsh,

carnivorous worms start devouring me,

it does not matter.

Hypnotized I continue for the way,

know that I am going to die.

Corridors of lamentations, moribund in every corner,

walls that weep for blood, the semidarkness

at the end of the way, directly there,

I follow the symphony.

Following symphony of the depraved.

They stop the weepings,

already I have come,

my owner is prepared,

the sound of his knife cutting me in pieces

I follow the symphony,

the symphony of depraved,

my owner is prepared,

the sound of his knife,

my shouts with his anger,

I die he enjoys