Stand in silence, in the presence of the modern man. Bow at their feet and succumb to their every demand. I must put an end to this wretched monarchy. I bring forth a vicious path. The spawn of agony. I shall carve my name between their eyes. Marked and left for dead. Beneath the blackened skies I can hear their cries. Marked and left for dead So let the cowards run for the fucking hills. I will scatter their bones within the sky as a monument for the whole world to see The pack grows hungry for the taste of their blood spill As daylight turns to dusk and time stands still The pack grows hungry for the taste of their blood spill As daylight turns to dusk and time stands still I shall carve my name between their eyes Marked and left for dead Beneath the blackened skies I can hear their cries Marked and left for dead I shall carve my name beneath a blackened sky Marked and left for deadTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
