My blood became electrolit My heart sparks Thrust katana to me in a stomach And allow to leave to the remains of my human life When I will open eyes I don't learn in you the relative You won't be similar to me
I can fry your head by my hands I can burn your muscles by a touch I will become your mechanism of tortures! Squeeze out of me the rests of the human Turn my perception into something unimaginable Already now metal grows in me And air is necessary to me ever less I dry up
Water leaves my fabrics And metal fills me Disconnect me from a nature of the human Thrust katana to me in a stomach And your brushes will burn down together with a blade And then I will slowly kill you
I will become your mechanism of tortures!Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
