Sentenced to my path That has already been written I do not know when I do not know where But it has been forged over the centuries Flames and fear I prevent my shadow, to groped to escape I perceive the blood and savor I observe from afar But I can't understand The Reason for this massacre I accept my fate, and I begin to believe That is really predetermined Maybe it's a nightmare, but it seems so real and you can touch it Lethal approach towards this ambiguous sign Rotting brain damned soul Nothing weep smile at the noose The noose of life you shaking more and more Predetermined from the past Anxious to be able to delete Your destiny That has already been written I don't know when I don't know where But it has been forged over the centuries The unknown I prevent my shadow groped to die I prefer the blood and savor I look with lust Rotting brain damned soul Nothing weep, smile at the noose The noose of life you shaking more and more Predetermined from the past Predetermined from the sickness Sentenced to my path That has already been written I do not know when I do not know where Doomed To My Path Along The Predetermined Goal