Hell Is For Children (Vesania)

Blood of legions runs through my veins I am the hell of hells The night lights up the paths Silently with the thunder We'll destroy the sun I play with the angels Razor sharp blade Winged creatures frightened Stampede They run away loosing feathers And remains of dignity Gardens of eden I burn Vehemence voracious With the horde of wolves I come Profanity and death I spit forth In the silence of my madness I am the longing spirit The filthy mass around me, oh! Kills my joy Rips my heart out I wear the mourning for I lost the world So easily you play with evil You read the names aloud All your toys are black Rebellion for show Hell that you talk about Ain't no evil And let me tell you You have seen nothing of evil This hell is for children Hell is for children