i can sense them calling to me feel the dead things passing through me i have heard their cries from the alter where we followed the lies of the father see the skin drip from the finger pointing to this swirling nightmare feel the flesh fall from your body into piles of boiling oddity i have seen them gather in the face of the master take your sons and daughters they are lambs to the slaughter spreading dermal corruption bathing in blood erruptions seekers of destruction wakeing into nothing i have seen them i still feel them i am with them death is not the endTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
