At the sewers, a fellow rat fulfill its greed of chaos, Of what's left from us to bleed the flesh, More valued than the sins of men More valued than the will
Pray for us, pray for them, pray for the prayers of death These walls can't contain the disease These walls can't contain the pouring disease
We belong to the darkness, We belong to the putrid fields We belong to the darkness Into the glory, into the abyss, forever the beasts
Will become what we wanted to see
So build your fucking grave
You will soon feel the grace Forever fading away Let your bones be erased
As the universe grows, As the felonies bleed We are the deeper voices that belong to the blackest seas
As the universe grows, As the felonies bleed We are the deeper voices that belong to the blackest seas
As the universe grows, As the felonies bleed We are the deeper voices that belong to the blackest seasTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
