Pray to me, I am beast. A reckoning feast. Now spill forth my crimson cataract, shall I peek? A lack of a fearful moral reservoir... Equips pain to the weak, As rouge gaping wounds seep. The chase, the blow, the choke, the hole, Sings of my sins and the path I behold Hone the spike, crucifix draw blood, call for Christ from above Little lamb of the gods
My lady, now slumber Let this life I accord soothe the horrors They'll be pain, they'll be rage All the same I'll still be the death staring you in the face
I'm sick, I spin from the sin Miraculous grin My spit drools For the droving within To commence born to a world that is cruel to the core and death blooms all around So I play my part Licking my lips, blood lust I must sip, of her flavor Only crimson can amuse my ailments I am the darkness incarnate The symbol of loss hatred embodied
Death Come to them all I will show No mercy Oh will the end be the pain that I long Decapitate Guillotine Societies scorn Your darkest thoughts You hide in me Until the bitter end Oh the lust resides in my calm steady hands I know they come, I welcome all the shock it will demands I am the demon that you fear, until the bitter end Tell ....me...once it's gone Will I still get to hear The sounds Gushing Out
My lady, now slumber Let this life I accord soothe the horrors They'll be pain, they'll be rage All the same I'll still be the death staring you in the face x3
Die, I just want you to die I don't give a fuck how you just die Die, by the blade, from the shame, Asphyxiation, hell comes all just the sameTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
