Cemetery Of Scream

I know the pain of insane which comes to my soul
I see the streets drowned in rain the melody of sad
Flag is tremblin' in my hands I'm beatin' out the paintings in rock
the picture of the dying people monuments of black tales
Glaciers melted from the glow of thousands of hells
forged with hands of the condemned beings the create the inaccessible heaven
the vision of modern machine of extinction
Scorning the might of universe we're staying equal gods
to feel the shudder of anxiety when the all generations fall to ruin
aspiration for eternity for the might of mind
dark visions of bright'n'pemicious tombs