Agony into the Death Route Lyrics

Following a desolate, macabre way
Among permanent darkness
And the cold winter it gets more intense
Among mists we walk
Asia this unknown path
It is packed with Hidden Mysteries ...

They are looking bodies wrapped in bags
Some covered with newspapers,
Others with nothing
Beyond you are finding
Arms, legs and bodies scattered
Vultures are delighting their voracious appetite of this Mutilation

In a horror road death odor
While our guide is the full moon
While cold and malevolent
We follow the path where more
Findings scattered bones and skulls
Hung between the trees
As a gallery

The panic will dominate us
And Prayers From the bottom is heard in hidden languages
They are invocations profane souls
They're about to leave ...
Resigned to this agony without any escape
We follow this infinite path of torture ...