At the time of the inquisitions, I was just a mere child still asleep in my mother's womb unknowing this was to be my tomb I could feel the hate and rage on the outside understood was the fear in my mother's mind adrenalin racing through my veins I knew my fate was to be the same anticipation of their deeds twisted acts to fill their needs draw confession by any means torture and kill in the name of their deity I knew I had to escape her skin tom somehow come from within
Drowned her, I could hear their screams drowned her, I could hear their flames
Burn her, I could hear their screams burn her, I could feel their screams
As her flesh cracks open and I fall to the ground, pray to your fucking gods that I don't die because my power will sourTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
