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I‘m obliged to serve in prison
To refuse there is no reason
Whose sentenced to highest measure
My axe execute with pleasure

Ones were carried out youthful dreams
And I obtained the right to kill
Unhappy sinners condemned to death
But they can’t see it terrible face

Hungman must store the secrets
And possess the steady psyche
To bring up the high moral qualities
And have the flexible mind

On people’s eyes
I chop the heads
In wet basements
I break the fingers
Iron Maiden is
My best friend
The Spanish boot is
Foot-wear for sinners

The best days will come
When the tribunal again earns
And I’ll send the condemned criminals
To infernal burning halls

In such conditions it’s so hard
Not become hardened by the heart
To continue execution
With divine and men‘s solution

Hungman must store the secrets
And possess the steady psyche
To bring up the high moral qualities
And have the flexible mind

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from Unnamed Chaos, released April 21, 2013

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Wasteland of Reality Minsk, Belarus

Wasteland of Reality was formed in May 2010 in Minsk, Belarus as the result of the creative work of three people: Esoteric (guitar), Lord Kaban (guitar, vocals) and Asator (bass, vocals). Band always had a problem with the lack of a permanent drummer, because of this had to use a drum machine. But in the summer 2012 Terr came in the band, and line-up was finally gathered. ... more

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