Rise, these, the fakers leave not, the righteous shrunken hollow binded flavors now they can receive the flood Rise
Needles piercing filthy forests echoes with demise come join the waves of ascension Be thou flies, in the wake, of a demon Rise
Hold me the world is below you These flavors of glory destroy you Forced cries it's hard to ignore you 3 eyes, may God be here for you
There comes a day, when no one is waiting Great giants, cradles of fire, with 3 kinds of eyesTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
