A slow death is what awaits you ! For harvesting, for caring about the cattle.
A slow death is what awaits you !! For defending your beliefs, for not fall on your knees.
They came prohibiting, they came cursing. Chasing, hunting, murdering. Their truth is the law, their truth is death.
Slow Death!
Pagan rites are persued rites Gods of Blood laughing Dark virgins crying. Nature was already born before humanity.
Entwined into the flames there is no pain. Entwined into the flames there is no rage.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.