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Crosing the nebula of life We summon the notes of death Together in an neverending battle Against the armies of the same Harvesters of criticism Defending their weak brains From the inevitable truth Hiddin´ their lack of intelligence Crosing the nebula of life We summon the notes of death Forever in neverending battle Defeat the armies of the same We worship art of aggression An opened Death Metal Quasar Who´s power is untouchable For those primitive ones (Shadows of the warriors remains As the Death open the gates In different wiew of spectar Our souls reunite the eternal quest Illusions of the madness prevail In those minds under the veil Closing their eyes afore their fate Victory of Death ends their quest) From Letras Mania