The Art Of Immolation — текст песни (God dethroned)

Do you feel the jaws of my bastardsword when I stab you in the back?
Frost in your spine, immunes you from all pain into a peaceful sleep
Spots of black and blue, dance before your eyes, you`re not
hypnotized
you`re just dead
The blade of my sword seperates the bones in your back and in your neck
The art of immolation
I am Jack. I bring you to the land of the dead
You can`t believe it, when you see me, but it`s really me, believe me
Yes. I am Jack. I bring you to the land of the dead.
Take my hand and I`ll take your miserable fucking life
Slaughtered, you`re just slaughtered.
you dare not to resist me
slaughtered, you`re just slaughtered
You feeble mortal worm
The art of immolation
(lead - Henri)
Do you feel the jaws of my bastardsword when I stab you in the back?
Frost in your spine, immunes you from all pain into a peaceful sleep
You fail to scream for your breath is cut away from your throat
just like your head