Текст песни Keepers of Death - Малал

Be chaos, whether chaos
Or rather, the chaos, the son of Malice
Kill haositov crush Indivisible
In the name of Malala, for revenge it.

If the scorched world,
you, down on your knees,
your sending curses Oka,
- For the death of loved ones.

Be confident - you can.
The oath Malala,
To the fullest extent once
Upsides for them.

Become chaos - the chaos of me, know this:
If you thirst for revenge burns,
That you are not alone, because next to you,
This feeling is shared by the fifth god!

Against all we - oh yeah!
We were a little bit - and that!
In the eye of terror fear
we sow!

It is no wonder that about us,
Speaking among themselves,
even the demons
Only dare to whisper.

The strength of the chaos against chaos,
Death of chaos - the chaos of the door
Not for small, so for the sake of retribution,
Fulfilling the desires and kill them all!

Khorne would be torn to pieces,
Tzeentch skinned,
Slaanesh dishonored,
Nurgl rot

You'll die creature!
You greetings from the small,
Smashing barriers
Son bears malice ...