Head reached the floor Before the rest of her She shall not wake It's been a good night Cold sight, her blood coagulates Form of snake, I'm now inside
This has to happen again
Because Free of their will, We must rise No end in sight, Take their lives And throw them to the ocean Eyes, Take of their eyes They must not see by the rape of our land the torment they've brought, The pound of their flesh For that I've dearly bought
Her chest heaved like waves in silence We'll throw them to the ocean
Once castrate, the blood flows To the next body of water Decanter, your daughter And drink deeply from the well
Of, Drink of the well, We must rise No end in sight, Take their lives and throw them to the ocean Flies will be your only tribute of lies They must not see by the taste of my hand Cold iron in knots, The pound of their flesh For their demon's have wrought
She lies in truth of her violence, smashed id We'll throw them to the ocean
Once castrate, the blood flows To the next body of water Decanter, your daughter And drink deeply from the well
Come, Revive, Take my side, tonight Weed the harvest land With a mighty hand Rise, Our harvest will return by night With their begging hands Wield our promised lands
Prey, Prey, Prey, Prey to the godless unbound
Come, Revive, Take my side, tonight Weed the harvest land With a mighty hand Rise, Our harvest will return by night With their begging hands Wield our promised lands
Pray, Pray, Pray, Pray that our god never comesTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
