In crescendo the corpses fall As his weapon and body are one Loosing his identity Sacred hymns thunder in his ears
He's not a man anymore He's universal essence With a grim smile on his face He'sdeath's incarnation
Six days later, the click of his empty gun Marks the end of the genocide The stench of rotten corpses is so powerful It will never leave the planet's atmosphere
The reek will now and forever Take your breath away.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.