Mirror sky, shows me your reflex Aggressions quickmatch on the hell of land Washing the floor of this century's end This Metal difusion is falta, bloody and hatred Going down the stairs of hell Search it! Has it's smell Exploring two mirror's face Smashing submissive's gate - Thrasher's Return We're not blind, we know our fate Metal ripping your flesh, can't you feel the pain? You hear hell's sound and your ears explode So check this out: you're inside the mirror