Running through a horde The only purpose here seems To hurt everyone that I could see And all the faces are enemies. This is just another day Of one day of my life I would kill the first one on my sight With the knife struck in his chest Here I see all the entrails eject Blow in the head and ruptured skull Blood seems so beautiful when it flows Gasping for the last breath Buried in his own waste Another perverted.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
