A clear winter night u sore throat is bleeding Standing naked in the snow I can't see myself The taste, of sweet triumph Whispering going through my head I will never let you into my wold Tome do not exist here I will never be sorry with blood on y hands Dressed in black and white, the cold fear Come on! Hate me... Slice me apart Do not escape the royal killing Come on! Reduce y anger Bring your best shot The feeling of destruction, defeating and triumph The feeling of blood in the mouth the taste of sweet triumph Te energy, spirit and persistence Chaos is alive, and it will never die I will never be sorry with blood on my hands And I will never regret Come on! Slice me apart Do not escape the royal killing Once you see, you can't look awayTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
