Trip to Hell by Executed Lyrics

Walking over unknown fields
Unrealistic thoughts haunt your mind
The end of war is your desire
Without doubt you’re in a blood maze

You can´t run, you can’t hide
It seems the fear in your eyes
There isn’t hope, there isn’t salvation
Welcome aboard to the train of desolation

Trip to hell you want own death
Out of control, flawless sacred pain
Twisted mind, hungry signs

You think you won, here, you were spawned
You’re smelling corpses on the ground
Eat their flesh, with no regrets
And he nеver dies