Source of Hate - Castrum

Sorrowful remembrances in your life —

Distresses by source of hate,

And when your love flows into

the lie —

You’ll feel the breath of fate

Disgust — for the sake of fuckin’hypocrites

Lust — when they sink in their sins

In the odious life,

When before your eyes:

Injustice, curse and

shame,

Humanity in dying pain.

Hatred by thy name,

Your emotions in the

grave,

And at a blemished hour

You will revive from

gore

HATE !

Oh, Sweet Revenge, where is thy

dreadful fruit?

Where is thy fearful fruit, the

unsparing truth?

Disgraceful remembrances in your life —

Distresses by source of hate,

And when your love flows into

the lie —

You’ll feel the wind of fate

Distaste — for the sake of fuckin’hypocrites

Disdain — when they bleed in their sins

In your gory dream

You’ll see the

guillotines:

Shit-stirrers were trampled by death,

This vision is your

fest

Hateful time will come,

When your honesty turns into

the wrong

You’ll perceive the source

of hate